گیت کے بول کے نقاط
ENاصل بول
ترجمہ ابھی دستیاب نہیں۔ اصل بول دکھائے جا رہے ہیں۔
Like small little dry branches moved
By the icy wind of a sad and dark night
My soul remembers your
Your fleshless presence
But a new weird energy
Flows in me
The day you came into my soul
Like a thorn in a cloud of feathers
Time seemed to stop
In every whisper I recall your face
And the deep winter
Covers the earth
The sky leaned in sadness
Wrapping houses in twilight
Nothing more has happened
Just winter has come
