Winter

The cold days have arrived,

A sharp wind began to blow,

Whistling through the streets,

Bringing news that winter is here.

​In the winter season, from the sky,

The snow falls in swirling flakes.

That is why I love the winter

Very, very much.

​The earth puts on a white carpet,

The trees fall into a deep sleep.

It looks so beautiful and bright,

As if sprinkled with silver dust.

Yusufjonova O‘g‘ilxon