Like the outside let it snow

So here so are

Another pretty girl

I’m not gonna fall for that

Pretty girls are everywhere.

You like my glasses, you say

That’s good, and I like them too.

But you are all beautiful

So I cannot choose

Which I like best

To tell you.

And we smile to each other

Though we each belong to someone else

It sucks, I know

But oh well, at least

We feel a bit happy right now

Like the outside let it snow.

The class is over

Like the bubbles of the sea which drop

Then splendidly fly forever

Let me keep myself the joys and the sorrows

Like the outside let it snow.