I see a pear falling down from the tree

Winter is coming and it's plain to see

I spend the cold nights in my lonely room

Is it the winter to which I am doomed?

Cold is the snow that will cover the ground

I feel the presence of tears falling down

Is it for pity or vain that I cry?

Color is gone and the grass it must die

Winter brings sadness that empties my soul

Life is too short for a dog growing old

He used to follow and play at my heel

Love from his heart I no longer can feel