اصل بول
ENترجمہ ابھی دستیاب نہیں۔ اصل بول دکھائے جا رہے ہیں۔
My parched brown bed begins to soften
Under the driving summer rain
The forest is being awakened, along with all my senses
As I prepare, to take my final, breath
Death waits patiently
Wild berries will very soon, begin new life amongst my bones
My bones
Lay me down, on cracked dirt, nothing gold can stay
Let them feast, upon my flesh, as the warm rain falls, as the warm rain Falls
Returning to the earth, I’m manifested in the light
