گیت کے بول کے نقاط
ENاصل بول
ترجمہ ابھی دستیاب نہیں۔ اصل بول دکھائے جا رہے ہیں۔
The temperature sank below zero
And the seas became giant mirrors
And trees formed a crystal splendour
The world is frozen to the core
Take my hand and walk with me
Through the corridors of snow and ice
Through a gallery of reality
History unfolds before your eyes
There, between the exhibited bodies
Framed by frozen blood
Her skin scabrous, once so soft
That must be the one, the one I once loved
