اصل بول
ENترجمہ ابھی دستیاب نہیں۔ اصل بول دکھائے جا رہے ہیں۔
Through the window her doctor goes
In the form of a cat is he a foe?
Where's the peacock does he want me
With his fifty eyes so haunting?
You say I'm on where the wind blows
I glide on a leaf through the light falling snow.
Though I want to I won't want you
I'll sing the alphabet of regret
One thousand campfires in the valley
Burned here but you still can't find me
You slept inside a jewel like rose
While I hated life and now it just goes on.
