گیت کے بول کے نقاط
ENاصل بول
ترجمہ ابھی دستیاب نہیں۔ اصل بول دکھائے جا رہے ہیں۔
The loss leaves and pain remains
To go in pain, to come in pain
I find the pain of solitude
Beneath my own wounds
Without matter, without shelter
Beyond my voice you'll find the torment
And the glimmer of a moment
The chimera will be broken and all hope will dry up
The moment halts, frozen
And all reality has become nothing but one archaic instant
A life that speckled in uncertainty
In your absence...It all became just memory
Fate - At your sight I find my fate
Trace - A sad canvas, yet lonely trace
Lost - From a last lament
Hate - From a life sent to rest
Inside the words I lose the meaning
Of a sensation that slowly bitterns
This pain inside my chest brings longing
But carries memories of moments still enduring
I only store in recollection
The moment stanched
The pain of absence
The loss of one who leaves
The life passes, you pass, I pass
I can't live without a meaning
I can't go on while not knowing
I just can't get through with this
