Snow falls, makes me think about time
And I belong to the ones that prefer being sad, sad
As my grandmother said, enjoy your hole life
'cause I rather walk on a cat's path than ride on waves, ride on waves
'cause to gaze a territory is not an easy work for me
'cause it seems I'm colorblind sometimes and I can't see anything in the dark, in the dark
And stars won't be a guide for me
Don't understand what they mean
I just look at the brightness as I walk on a cat's path