اصل بول
ENترجمہ ابھی دستیاب نہیں۔ اصل بول دکھائے جا رہے ہیں۔
Alone in the ice prison
I’m stick together your heart from slices of a snow
Cold needles are piercing fingers
Again & again they are creeping in veins.
Winter in your heart
Will never end (will never!).
Choice for me!
And your heart is my inprisonment cell
Forever!
Spirits of my friends
Who have frozen in the fiery sea
Are looking at me by their eyes
Which congealed in torment…
I see your face
Through a frosty pattern on glass
And the wind speaks with me
In thousands voices from the past.
