Like the outside let it snow

So here you are
Another pretty girl
I’m not gonna fall for that
Pretty girls are everywhere.

You like my glasses, you say
That’s good, and I like them too.
But you are all beautiful
So I cannot choose
Which I like best
To tell you.

And we smile to each other
Though we each belong to someone else
It sucks, I know
But oh well, at least
We feel a bit happy right now
Like the outside let it snow.

The class is over
Like the bubbles of the sea which drop
Then splendidly fly forever

Let me keep myself the joys and the sorrows
Like the outside let it snow.