الكلمات الأصلية
ENالترجمة غير متاحة بعد. نعرض الكلمات الأصلية.
Storms rage, they arrive for I'm known
To them all so well today
And the solar flares dab my skin like little birds do
My feet’s sore again begins right there
I follow what I'm told when they hurt the most
And the mountain hill in my shoe is just a grain of sound
