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💥ABOUT THIS SONG 📖: This acoustic folk-rock song is about the Writer's (a Filipino born and raised in the tropical Philippines) first encounter with snow in Zurich, Switzerland, one late afternoon in December 2006. While working at his Hagenholzstrasse office, he glimpsed the first snowfall through his office window—a magical moment for someone unfamiliar with winter. After work, he walked through Platzspitz Zürich, where he played with the snow like a child, reconnecting with wonder and awe.

The song dramatizes the WHO (a tropical-born executive), WHAT (first snowfall), WHEN (December 2006), WHERE (Zurich—Hagenholzstrasse and Platzspitz Park), WHY (work tour-of-duty), and HOW (experiencing snow with childlike joy). Learn MORE... https://photocontest.smithsonianmag.c...

💥Here's the lyrics:

MY FIRST ENCOUNTER WITH SNOW (Platzspitz Park, Zurich)
(Words and music by Mon Enriquez)

(Intro-Instrumental)

(Verse 1)
I was born where the palm trees sway,
In the islands kissed by sun all day.
No snow, no frost, no winter rain—
Just the monsoon’s song on a windowpane.
In 2006, a global call,
To Zurich in early fall.
The summer passed, the cold crept in,
And winter whispered from within.

(Chorus)
First snow falling outside the windowpane,
At my office its pouring like rain
Like little ghosts in soft parade,
They danced through dusk in silver shade.
And I, a child in grown man’s coat,
Let joy rise deep from a hidden note.

(Verse 2)
I left the office, heart aglow,
Chasing flakes to where they go.
Through Zurich’s streets, homebound my way,
Near Platzspitz Park where I let my dreams play.
The night had wrapped the trees in lace,
Each flake a kiss upon my face.
I stretched my hands to catch the sky,
Laughing alone, I didn’t ask why.

(Bridge)
Back home we have no winter tales,
Just salty breeze and ocean sails.
But here I stood in silent awe—
A tropical soul touched by snow.

(Final Chorus)
First snow falling outside the windowpane,
At my office its pouring like rain
Like little ghosts in soft parade,
They danced through dusk in silver shade.
And I, a child in grown man’s coat,
Let joy rise deep from a hidden note.

(Outro-Instrumental, Fade & End)

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