اصل بول
ENترجمہ ابھی دستیاب نہیں۔ اصل بول دکھائے جا رہے ہیں۔
Skulking dusk enfolds the underwood
An ardour like the fallen petals
The dead relics of a past chapter still beloved
Mountain winds caress
And soothe my lustful soul
To quieten my bleak breast
And enchant the dreams of old
A lone sea grave under tendrilous waves
Birds beneath clouds dark and wild
Beyond the moon set and tempest within
Unutterable woe's reach for eternal rest
I arose from the dream
And you were gone
Still embracing ashes of what never was
The torment of nothingness
