A winter melody

And She fights for her life

As she puts on her coat

And she fights for her life on the train

She looks at the rain

As it pours

And she fights for her life

As she goes in a store

With a thought she has caught

By a thread

She pays for the bread

And She goes

.

.

.

Nobody knows

[-¿Tan difícil soy de leer y entender?

-Eres más simple de lo que crees,

y más complicada de lo que pareces]