November, first snow falls down
making me hear the divine sounds of the piano
that you played to me with longing
when I was far away from home.
November, I see you in the window
Your beautiful reflection in the pure white snowflakes
I see them melt when they reach the ground
and I know, I've come home.
November, God's love is infinite
He took me away from where I was deeply rooted
and showed His mercy from time to time
and He guided me home.
November, I'll always remember it
how I shed my tears when wanted to be close to you
But I know that we're meant to be this way
and with you, my love, I'm home.
November, I don't feel the wind anymore
that wanted to take me away from the green fields.
I see them differently now, I see you.
And I love my home.
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