گیت کے بول کے نقاط
ENاصل بول
ترجمہ ابھی دستیاب نہیں۔ اصل بول دکھائے جا رہے ہیں۔
In times of Trouble,
When all the world seems, oh, so dark,
And I cant find a way to cope
When deep down inside me
I can no longer fell the spark
When I can see no ray of hope
When I am lost
What makes it all worthwhile
One simple thought to make me smile
Thes are my children
My saving grace
I see my calling
In every face
These are my children
My family tree
And I thank God
For chosing me
I wasnt blessed
As a mother in this life
To have my own, To be a mother and a wife
But I was blessed
Beyond where wildest dreams can reach
For I have the privilage
Yes, the privilage to teach
These are my children
My saving grace
I see my calling
In every face
These are my children
My family tree
And I thank God
And I thank God
Yes and I thank God
For chosing me
For chosing me
These are my children
