الكلمات الأصلية
ENالترجمة غير متاحة بعد. نعرض الكلمات الأصلية.
I lie on the roof of pastel plot
And lick rain and lightning
The air is raw
Electric trees with darkness under
Lungs against tiles
The air is raw
There are birds and fire enough
Choose a pair of wings and
Let us fly skywards
