اصل بول
ENترجمہ ابھی دستیاب نہیں۔ اصل بول دکھائے جا رہے ہیں۔
And at that
Instant
I saw glimpses brief
Of beauty
Occasionally
Pass me by
One last light
As I woke from my sleep
Everlasting peace
A brief escape from all of it
And I choked on my words
In a web of nerves
A blanket soft will keep us warm
When you turn either way
I’ll be there to stay
A violent hymn inside your skull
A quick blow to your head
And all the things you said
Will filter around the atmosphere
