اصل بول
ENترجمہ ابھی دستیاب نہیں۔ اصل بول دکھائے جا رہے ہیں۔
I dreamt of her last night,
Suspended in the sky,
And all was washed out in white.
Above the city and it's spill,
Of atmospheric guilt,
It's such a dreadful sight.
She says the end is near you.
