The cold season resembles a sabre bear which seizes old people, ill people, and very young children.
The cold season resembles a rock; on the upper surface of this rock, vegetation cannot endure.
The cold season resembles a ruthless beak and/or sharp talons.For this reason we plead with you. We say: "You resemble a jumping hot season's boy. May you dance over the ground. Then may the daytime star which is your mother see us and may beautiful vegetation continue on your route."