اصل بول
ENترجمہ ابھی دستیاب نہیں۔ اصل بول دکھائے جا رہے ہیں۔
Ashes at ease now
Mother heart wise and swollen
How you purge for us
Notice the grief harden
I tear at the core
To serve the arbor
Unit of ours, of ours
A subtle harnessed rush like a dart
A hope for breath in there
Assuming it conquers ours
Unit of ours
Unit of ours
