كلمات I Shall Not Complain

I see a boy walk in from the wilderness His hair is soaked in rainwater His eyes are flashing with the fear of the angels He found them in the trees I see a girl sat by a waterfall She's stitching beams of light through Button holes in the sky She starts a crippled ballet dance to bring the rain But now as the lightning flashes We sail into the storm Take hold, hold of her reigns, and start to climb away With blinding grace she sails through the storm clouds Dancing on the waves that she brings Take hold, hold of her reigns, and start to climb away With blinding grace she sails through the storm clouds Dancing on the waves that she brings