اصل بول
ENترجمہ ابھی دستیاب نہیں۔ اصل بول دکھائے جا رہے ہیں۔
Rows of light glimmer and the end is calling
We cannot defend
One last breath and it's over
One last look at the sky
It won't back, forever
One last grasp of life
Burry our hearts, bury our souls forever
A father's death will be coming closer
Closer to death, closer to mourning silence
No remorse, no regrets
Yet my time has come
For the life that kept me in captivity
I cannot defend
You my father, the one who always knew
A father's death will show his child
His mortality
[Thus]
Take my hand, leave
