Come come winter come,
confining us in the four walls.
Wearing the winter clothes ,
Including Feran ,which is our culture.
Greenery gets vanished,
making the leaves brittle.
Insects are died
leaving behind no mark.
Cold becomes unbearable,
putting on the blanket.
Hidding myself from cold,
makes me asleep till 10.
Coal sustains our life,
providing us heat by kangri.
White snow is beautiful,
freezing us on touching it.
Recalling the winter,
makes me feel gloomy.
Winter are so harsh,
killing many lives.