اصل بول
ENترجمہ ابھی دستیاب نہیں۔ اصل بول دکھائے جا رہے ہیں۔
Chamomile-colored Sun pours in
Through the windowpane
You and I, a loaded gun
We watch the day evaporate
The way that I love you is buried in blood
Afternoon softens and the air smells like snow
Names and faces turn to sand
And we must forget all that we know
The way that I love you is deeper than flood
Fall asleep, steal away
Lay your head down next to mine
Dream and keep my heart so safe
Deep within your glowing frame, for
The way that I love you is thicker than blood
