گیت کے بول کے نقاط
ENاصل بول
ترجمہ ابھی دستیاب نہیں۔ اصل بول دکھائے جا رہے ہیں۔
The forces of time tighten the hand of sanity
The mind resists the ideas I want to defend
What will be the cost?
I want to find the middle ground where to stop
Demands rush to arrive
Everything has a limit
How far will it go?
Commitment, fear, pacts, and uncertainty
Give or take a few words
I don’t know if this is the path I want to follow
But I also don’t know which would be the right one
Confused, I prefer not to think
Sadness visits me from time to time
Making a grimace of winning
I ask it: Where to begin?
Silence annihilates me
Demands run through my mind
I start to tremble
And I wonder: When is the time to escape?
