اصل بول
ENترجمہ ابھی دستیاب نہیں۔ اصل بول دکھائے جا رہے ہیں۔
The days of wine and roses
Laugh and run away
Like a child at play
Through the meadowland
Toward a closing door
A door marked Nevermore
That wasn't there before
The lonely night discloses
Just a passing breeze filled with memories
Of the golden smile that introduced me to
The days of wine and roses and you
