گیت کے بول کے نقاط
ENاصل بول
ترجمہ ابھی دستیاب نہیں۔ اصل بول دکھائے جا رہے ہیں۔
At the whims of the gods, I’ll leave it behind
Cause I’m easy a prey, as most of mankind
Not marching but stumbling, not finding but searching
And when I get close, it fades away
It fades away, it’s fading away
Now watch me talking, to myself
I’m losing my grip, I’m always too late
Call it wisdom, I know what I know
Or call me humane, I know what I’m not
It fades away, it’s fading away
Strong as a titan, but tired inside
Laughing or smiling, but weak inside
As deeds need a vision, so does my life
As truth needs beauty, so does my life
It fades away, it’s fading away
