There was a boy He lived atop the mountain It was beautiful, so full of life It was very good for him Her scent was wonderful Her plants and animals were all Friendly with the boy Living there was wonderful Sometimes there was A very cold wind Everything became too cold and silent He waited at home for the cold to pass Soon summer would return and bring joy outside It was impossible to relish the mountain in the cold Stuck indoors with nothing to do Why did it have to be this way? Such a beautiful place, but so complicated! It was impossible to know when the cold Would strike again and make life harder Why is it so cold when life needs warmth? Why can't I predict his arrival? All I wanted was not to be stuck at home Thinking this is going to last forever Why do those turmoils disturb this beautiful place? How can I make this cold not destroy all I've planted? All I wanted was to be able to spend many days Feeling the heat and watching my seeds grow