The snowy winter is still the same in my memory
Familiar background, familiar things, familiar everything
Snow is still falling
A pair of lovers walking in the snow
Silently, the girl stretched out her hand and looked at the flying snow in the sky
A snowflake, gently scattered on the fingertips
The snow melts slightly and turns into water droplets
Recalling old memories of that year, the memory on my fingertips feels slightly cold
I wonder if you would like to feel the ethereal beauty with me
Let's feel the sound of snowflakes blooming on our fingertips