اصل بول
ENترجمہ ابھی دستیاب نہیں۔ اصل بول دکھائے جا رہے ہیں۔
Sometimes gathering becomes loneness
Learning new things just forgetting the old
Trying to dream with future, but only seeing darkness
Steps forward that retard our walking
Here I am, without know to think
No ideas to life, no ideas to live
I'm not alone on this road
But I don't know anybody
Warm wind carrying death
Earth has eternity, life will die
Black Sun swallows our bright
Vacuum taking our silence
Fogs at silent hills where souls breathe
We are all together feeling loneness
Sad white from heaven don't heat our souls
Relative weakness becomes the weak stronger
