اصل بول
ENترجمہ ابھی دستیاب نہیں۔ اصل بول دکھائے جا رہے ہیں۔
To fry your heart on the pan
To rob it with the boling oil
To fried off all the bitterness
Which hruts so mercilessly.
Sorrow is a shy bitch
Which suckes so fiercefuly
Dosen´t want anything
But the burning pain.
To fry your heart on the pan
To rob it with boiling oil
To pour out it´s funny contrnts
To melt the bleeding wounds
To pay the debts to pain
To dominate all over her
Beat out the last sorrow
With the thought out hammer.
