گیت کے بول کے نقاط
ENاصل بول
ترجمہ ابھی دستیاب نہیں۔ اصل بول دکھائے جا رہے ہیں۔
When years have gone and hollowed our bones
And age has taken her prize
Your touch alone will make my pulse fast
Your beauty still dazzle my eyes
When angels fall to scatter our flesh
And weeds grow over our graves
In death's cold thrall our hearts won't rest
Our souls still burning unfazed
When darkness comes to make me its bride
My last breath will shape your name
When Armageddon has burned out and died
Our love will still kindle a flame
My love will still kindle a flame
