اصل بول
ENترجمہ ابھی دستیاب نہیں۔ اصل بول دکھائے جا رہے ہیں۔
Like a rabbit drowning in quicksand
I say as I try to imagine the death
Whisper of your heart dissolving
Through my cupped hands ambushed
By assassins in my blind spot
I couldn't recover in time to save
A sleeping child from being pulled in by a silent tide
