Breathing کے بول

Breathing Cry no more It is the beginning of our living I see a vision from beyond Through the darkness we still breathing Still breathing… Sweet silence of my bleeding heart Still follows me from the deep inside Dying eyes rising from the rainy nights Just come to me have no fear I've never wanted you to come to me Sweet silence that you cannot see The ocean from the ancient fire Still whispers to me wonderful desires It's the day we are looking for our sweetest desires The descending purity of our unburned fire