گیت کے بول کے نقاط
ENاصل بول
ترجمہ ابھی دستیاب نہیں۔ اصل بول دکھائے جا رہے ہیں۔
Blue is the water and dark is the sky
Falling above me each night
Red is the fire in this chimney high
Let it burn through in my eyes
Grey are the rats all along this shore
With seagulls no match for my arms
My arms lifted high in a frightening pose
They will not fly here no more
They will not fly here no more.
