گیت کے بول کے نقاط
ENاصل بول
ترجمہ ابھی دستیاب نہیں۔ اصل بول دکھائے جا رہے ہیں۔
This mist and rain
Traveled from you
Ten thousand miles to meet me
And I hide inside, dry
To touch To tool something new
This growing follows
Hollows closely the heels
Where arrows fall anonymously
Wedged between knowledge, opinion
And I hide inside, dry
To touch To tool something new




