الكلمات الأصلية
ENالترجمة غير متاحة بعد. نعرض الكلمات الأصلية.
All the savor gone
The first wrath, before song
My soul is no ghost
No secret of Job
Its voice of rupture
After another upheaval
I no longer look
Through the open windows
All our conversations
My words raining over you
Tangled and troubled
Just another piece of string
