الكلمات الأصلية
ENالترجمة غير متاحة بعد. نعرض الكلمات الأصلية.
Where will they go?
Where will they fly?
When the winter comes
And darkens the sky
It's flooding from my ears
Staining all my clothes
The birds are in flight
I suppose
Where will they go?
Where will they fly?
When the winter comes
And darkens the sky
It's flooding from my ears
Staining all my clothes
The birds are in flight
I suppose
Just like the master
Of his own demise
It's all because of me
Just give it time
