گیت کے بول کے نقاط
ENاصل بول
ترجمہ ابھی دستیاب نہیں۔ اصل بول دکھائے جا رہے ہیں۔
Winds of the north were blowing
In the forest everything were shadows
A smell of fog, as the breath of the warriors
Comes and disappears letting a road between
The tress to the north
