گیت کے بول کے نقاط
ENاصل بول
ترجمہ ابھی دستیاب نہیں۔ اصل بول دکھائے جا رہے ہیں۔
That piercing longing
Coarse within
When all that's yearned comes to
Rising up before I knew
Reaching towards dawn
Consoled and consumed
Whispers transpire
Into gentle reminders
It's not something I sought to seek
And then it knocked the breath from me
To forgive without endeavour
Untainted and tender
The love we dreamed of
The love we dreamed of
The love we dreamed of
The love we dreamed of
