My pines and deodars are waiting Since it started getting cold My pines and deodars are ready to be ador ed Get adorned by the white snow For the blue sky to merge with the white floor A colour in the temple of time White stays in the hills As I pine Let us save it for the wintertime My deodars and pines are getting older as they wait They stay awake at night for the snowfall Silent fall when next day sunrays crawl And our eyes flicker With the ‘first snowfall’ getting thicker Unhappy ears do not hear in plains In this faraway soil When my eyelashes take repose They stay firm on the snow Snow man in this season is missing And my pines and deodars are still waiting Weaker are the trees in this cold breeze Where the fear of being chopped dawns As the Concrete spawns Cold snow holds the warm soul of the hills M y pines and deodars wait with the cold breeze And continue to long...