L'hiver est tres beaux
Je joue dans la nouvelle neige
La neige est tres froide!

Translation in English (please note that the translation may not pay attention to the haiku rules, like the five-seven-five syllablles rule):

The winter is very beautiful
I play in the new snow
The snow is very cold!

"I am alone,
my hopes drift past,
I want to moan, 
I wish It'd happen fast"

That was a story,
happening years ago,
now I am proud full of glory,
i hope I'll never again feel low.

REALLY?

Does it have to be today?
Does it have to be the day,
the last day of school before x-mas,
when I have all these bags?

Does it have to be today?
Does it have to be the day,
where I'm supposed to have fun and play,
the day that you're not here?

Does it have to be today?
Does it have to be the day,
where it rains like crazy,
where I get soaked and lazy.

Does it have to be today,
Does it have to be the day,
where I'm pretending to be happy,
when inside I feel sad, lost, loneley. 

I am sad of things I've done before,
things that I wouldn't have meant,
I didn't know that it would hurt their feelings,
I don't feel at all "content".

I have good friends this year, you know,
but they still have bad memories of me,
and I feel really sorry I promise, really,
It doesn't seem I can find the right key.

Last year I did things I shouldn't have done,
because I took things seriously, I exagerated,
I wish it could have been none,
I wish all this would have been gone!!!

Oh please by reading this poem,
Oh please if you know I'm talking to you,
Oh please may you pardon me,
If you ever know who I'm adressing to.
 

This is a girl,
and not an alien,
so just leave her alone, okay?

She tries to be positive,
she tries to be nice,
but all you do is mess her up?

You scream and laugh,
and shut her up,
and deep inside,
she's swollen up, 
and you just sit there screaming.

She tries to be positive,
and then behavior goes off,
it takes off like a rocket.

She goes and find me, 
as bad as can be,
she is not even supposed to be there.

Finding me is just trouble,
I swear,
because I'm in a place,
where the only person allowed there,
is me.