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ENاصل بول
ترجمہ ابھی دستیاب نہیں۔ اصل بول دکھائے جا رہے ہیں۔
Take me to the forest
Where the gods play silently
Under the great branches
We speak in a whisper
And you take my hand
You and I under the oak
Haming gods
Take our breath away
They won't hear us
And we are, forever
We'll lie in the shadows
The scent of grass
And I hope to wake with a smile
And not a sigh
Under the starlit sky
