गीत निर्देशांक
ENमूल बोल
अनुवाद अभी उपलब्ध नहीं है। मूल बोल दिखाए जा रहे हैं।
Try to pick up the bones of a fragile skeleton, the ashes will paint your hands with blue lines of sorrow.
Truth is slipping out from my mouth like black cold water. Now I know that my favourite blanket was made of lies and that all its warm was just denial.
