I do not fear the winter time –
The drifts of snow, the freezing cold,
For every leaf must turn and fall,
And every young man must grow old.
I do not fear the winter time,
Since winter surely turns to spring,
When ice gives way to tender buds,
And robins hatch and learn to sing.
Oh, I am in my summer now,
And autumn – it will be sublime,
But surely, though the summer fades,
I do not fear the winter time.