گیت کے بول کے نقاط
ENاصل بول
ترجمہ ابھی دستیاب نہیں۔ اصل بول دکھائے جا رہے ہیں۔
Sky full of stars
Before my eyes
My inane look
It calmly took
My only friend
Is air land
Eternal world
Is grey and cold
My soul is tough
It's strong enough
I'm sure I'll win
For loss I'm mean
My story's frank
It's out of rank
Of usual tales
Where feeling fails
There's no end
In such a trend
Where love is hold
On sorrow fold
Remember me
And never flee
From my embrace
To other place
The tension edge
No one can gage
I can't forget...
My eyes are wet...
My sufferings're great
Of tears they're made
I will prevent
My torturement...
