Pop Burt Gory
smile with you

Winter is coming, the dark and gloomy days begin
those little rays of sunlight make you think of spring
that will bring joy
spring will come back and smile with you
spring will come back and smile with you
white butterflies will fly gently over us
the walks in the green fields where the warm sun caresses our faces
the gray of winter will end
spring will come back and smile with you
spring will come back and smile with you