The River Song کے بول

Fall, before the land We'll make a stand We'll make a stand And home, is growing cold You filled my heart And left me bones The river song It fills our lungs The river song We sing it loud, as one When hope, is all worn down We'll hold ourselves We'll hold ourselves And time, is dragging on I lose my place In the bluest sage And light, is shining on The only place The bluest sage The river song It fills our lungs The river song We sing it loud, as one