Na It was New Year’s Eve and dreadfully cold. Snow was falling, and it was almost dark. Evening came on, the last evening of the year. 소녀 Matches... Please buy my matches.... Na. In the cold and gloom, a poor little girl, bareheaded and barefoot, was walking through the streets. 소녀 My feet are so cold... my face is so cold... I wish I could sell just one box of match..