اصل بول
ENترجمہ ابھی دستیاب نہیں۔ اصل بول دکھائے جا رہے ہیں۔
The misery of our souls
Lets us die everyday
Lets us die
With our mornings
Maybe, we can closer our eyes
Maybe, we can closer our eyes
To cry, and cry, to cry
Between the melody
Between waves and salty tears
She dances and disappears
She dances and disappears
She danced and disappeared
Inocência, inocência
