"do you remember in decembre?..."
love...comes softly...sometimes it takes a summer, but in the cold winter it finally catches you, standing there in the crowd...but for you, young lovers, the time stops and you find yourselves holding hands even from afar...and when your love breaks there are fireworks and stars...
and snow falls down quickly, touching your cheecks...
so you, young fellow, you can learn from love how to hold and how to let go...