All the snow from last night is gone
Everything turned into rain
And if I would ask you "why do we exist?"
You might think that I am insane.

And all the flowers from summer are gone
All thier beauty is faded
I still wanna ask you "why do we exist?"
But it feels like all my thoughts are wasted.

And one day you said:
"All the flowers fell asleep under snow, and the snows currently sleeping in the rain
The flowers need sun and water to live,
This is the circle of love
and joy
and pain."