January is airing in the shivery wind.
February is dreaming of the spring in the snow.
Petals of March, fluttering on my hunched shoulders.
Tears of April, growing up in to the sea.
Green green trees, let’s dance with me to the songs of May.
Here comes June, you’ve already joined our party like always.
Pouring strokes of the rain strings in the midsummer night.
Chirping along the sun, August cicada.
Hey Autumn, I hope you stay here with me a little longer.
Starlight sits on fallen leaves of October night.
Frosty air kisses me on my morning eyes
Let us bid farewell through December evening.
My dear year flies away, the breath of a year.