گیت کے بول کے نقاط
ENاصل بول
ترجمہ ابھی دستیاب نہیں۔ اصل بول دکھائے جا رہے ہیں۔
He came down
An ordinary man
He sat down
His fingers slowly rub his face
An old and lonely man
He spoke out
To silence sitting in the room
And this is what he said:
We take, oceans come undone
We rule and never will transcend
She breaks, and oh, my only son
She takes a thousand years to mend
