اصل بول
ENترجمہ ابھی دستیاب نہیں۔ اصل بول دکھائے جا رہے ہیں۔
With the water I fall
Over vertical drops
Moving sand, plucking stones
Carving deep into you
Eroding what we knew
Craving shelter, finding hope
Under pressure we crack
And recede into depths
Far from where we began
The unknown
