w drodze.

w drodze.
i parę słów z jeszcze śpiących ust.

weeping cherry

weeping cherry
The fruit begins to wither
And falls early from the tree

winter wonderland

freezing
winter wonderland

froid
winter wonderland again

Winter. Thought I'm black, I'm white.

Noir.

Noir.

no east wind

au revoir
the east wind doesn't blow, the cherry trees don't blossom.
farewell.

long time ago

cold cold heart

white as snow
red as blood

Inspired by P.L. Travers' prose. In other words: Mary Poppins.