اصل بول
ENترجمہ ابھی دستیاب نہیں۔ اصل بول دکھائے جا رہے ہیں۔
If I could describe what I feel for you
I would use the sky anyway
I could not describe such feeling
If in ink the sea became
And on paper the sky too
And the agile feather slipped out
Saying what this love contains
It would end the great sea to this love to describe
And the sky would be very small
For such an account to contain
It seems to be infinite, infinite seems to be
I do not understand, I do not understand
The reason for this opinion
Infinity, infinity is infinite!
Close the door, lose the key, leave my heart
Undecided, I am yours forever
There is nothing that is not infinite
