گیت کے بول کے نقاط
ENاصل بول
ترجمہ ابھی دستیاب نہیں۔ اصل بول دکھائے جا رہے ہیں۔
We were proud and young
Broken fool with lovers' lungs
She the risen seed
Her the shallow breath I breathe
Like a dog I run
She the rabbit chased and won
Through a field of trees
Lost her way was lost on me
Should I hold on?
Should I hold on?
Summer's end will call
She the rise and both will fall
To the cold return
And no longer for her I burn
Should I hold on?
Should I hold on?
Should I hold on?
