Frosted Glass
The winds of change,
Let's herald in the new year,
The new tidings bring us more flowers,
Which winds blow which way,
Goodness knows!
Hope of clouds burst forth.
To bring in a better today;
Tears of joy and sorrow,
Intermingle together.
Which bring in a year of hope,
With withered trees and brown leaves,
Welcome the ring of a new year to come.
Let's herald in the new year,
The new tidings bring us more flowers,
Which winds blow which way,
Goodness knows!
Hope of clouds burst forth.
To bring in a better today;
Tears of joy and sorrow,
Intermingle together.
Which bring in a year of hope,
With withered trees and brown leaves,
Welcome the ring of a new year to come.
8:26 AM
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