گیت کے بول کے نقاط
ENاصل بول
ترجمہ ابھی دستیاب نہیں۔ اصل بول دکھائے جا رہے ہیں۔
His heart was locked inside a crystal ball,
The day her gypsy love came 'round to call,
His wings were broken by their latest fall,
A young man waiting for the snow…
The gull and the white swan,
Ghostly and pale…
Drifting together through a dream they sail,
Look in the river at the space beneath the moon,
You'll see them flying
