اصل بول
ENترجمہ ابھی دستیاب نہیں۔ اصل بول دکھائے جا رہے ہیں۔
If it were within our power
Beyond the reach of slavish pride
To no longer harbour grievances
Behind the mask's opportunists facade
We could welcome the responsibilty
Like a long lost friend
And re-establish the kingdom of laughter
In the dolls house once again
For time has imprisoned us
In the order of our years
In the discipline of our ways
And in the passing of momentary stillness
We can view our chaos in motion
And the subsequent collisions of fools
Well versed in the subtle art of slavery
