گیت کے بول کے نقاط
ENاصل بول
ترجمہ ابھی دستیاب نہیں۔ اصل بول دکھائے جا رہے ہیں۔
Timeless favour, there might be strings tied
Speeches, restless interrogation
There lies on streets, lie there with me
Catching fever, I don't think as life as out of reach
Jealous, fertile, cut from the safety of
This life, these faces, I've walked in place at which
point I'll ignore
A motiveless crime
I've witnessed
