Ages کے بول

Fifteen years of precious time behind us Seven years before our child is gone Everything precariously balanced The slightest breath can turn it upside down And it took us ages To create And we fill up the pages Take it down in a day Take it down in a day In a day you smell the turn of Summer In a day the Winter had begun In a day I became your lover And in the morning all this will be gone And it took us ages To create And we fill up the pages Take it down in a day Take it down in a day Fifteen years of precious time behind us Seven years before our child is gone Everything precariously balanced The slightest press can turn it upside down And it took us ages To create And we fill up the pages Take it down in a day Take it down in a day