Gather Me کے بول

When you gathered me Dust was in your hand As the breath of gold lungs Made dew upon the land Gather me and gather me again Lies will scatter my mind Despite your watchful eye Active hand and warm smile And brilliant design Gather me and gather me again I've a thorn I try hide With threads I can't unwind And I will fall in wars That I don't recognise Gather me and gather me again Wonders of the pure heart Made vivid in the sky Wonders of the pure heart The music of mankind Gather me and gather me again When you gathered me Dust was in your hand As the breath of old lungs Made new upon the land Gather me and gather me Gather me and gather me again