گیت کے بول کے نقاط
ENاصل بول
ترجمہ ابھی دستیاب نہیں۔ اصل بول دکھائے جا رہے ہیں۔
I, I know a jeweller
A very private man
Who doesn't claim
To understand the deed he does
If you ask him for
The going price of gold
He'll look you in the eye
'Til he knows that you've been sold
Make me a ring for the one
Who is too afraid to try
And if she doesn't buy
I'll come knocking at your door tonight
The jeweller's hands
Are clean and bare
And if you ask him for his name
He'll pretend not to hear
Make me a ring for the one
Who is too afraid to try
And if she doesn't buy
I'll come knocking at your door tonight
I, I know a jeweller
A very private man
Who doesn't claim
To understand, but indeed he does
He's a very wealthy man
