اصل بول
ENترجمہ ابھی دستیاب نہیں۔ اصل بول دکھائے جا رہے ہیں۔
Out from the cold
Fear released its hold
In the distance a bridge appears
In the thaw a raging river revealed
Here flows my blood
This is my home
Above
The sky shimmers in gold
Through streets overseen by trees
Through a city full of memories
My breath is heavy
Air rushes in
All that is hidden is under my skin
In the cracks of my own image is where I see the light
Three bridges to cross before we can reunite
Your voice is holy I bow
