Days of winter

Lush trees, beauty surrounds me
Allarounds me beautiful birds are singing
silver rivers flow, I wonder where they go
But I'm dragged from my dreas by this
noise of ringing.

Back in the real world
lazily open my eyes.
I slept just five minutes ago
But six hours have passed
I can't be more surprised

I hatefully look at the alarm clock
I wished it would stop ringing and die
I don't want to wake up so early
My cosy bed is where I want to lie.
Now, I might climb out of my bed
But the drowsiness won't go away
Outside a new day is eating up the dying night
My breath white
Days of winter are here to stay.