A Paradise of Rubble کے بول

You are gazing Perched upon the broken roof At all of this city And at all of me What you like are pretty-coloured clocks If for you, I would get one No matter what it takes I fight Against that shapeless thing Just for you I fight Even the smoke from the factories and the rubble are on your side Yet your feelings themselves can't escape the opinions of people We had the same dream, didn't we You were calling In the sea, fishes which are Prettier than any clock shine Like clouds which float in my heart You are quietly sleeping, still innocent If you will give me half that future The gray and lean hopelessness becomes more and more distant I fight Against that shapeless thing Just for you I fight And to a sea of paradise not known to anyone Let us go someday, the two of us Just we two