Hey little girl with pale skin, Like the first snow I've ever seen, oh, This song is for you.
I've got boiling in my veins blood, And your pretty face makes my blood flood, oh, This song is for you.
But I can't even speak to you when I see you, When I see the snowflake surviving in June, Your "Hi" was like a storm raging on my flu, I only coughed rather than ask "How are you?", oh.
Hey little girl with pale skin, You don't even know what do I mean, oh, This song is for you.
Your voice is like a melody from the sounds of nature, When you call my name I feel a pure rapture, oh, This song is for you.
But I can't even speak to you when I see you, When I see the snowflake surviving in June, Your "Hi" was like a storm raging on my flu, I only coughed rather than ask "How are you?", oh.