Winter Bring My Apple

Actually, I know the apple
and grasshopper on the meadow,
when the wind blow my able,
why I just stay on the window ?

And let you go with the winter,
sing a song with a bad storm.
Where is my mind to understand the stranger ?
or I just do the way to keep a unique form?

Now, I am staying on my sit,
wait the sorrow with beautiful sparrow.