اصل بول
ENترجمہ ابھی دستیاب نہیں۔ اصل بول دکھائے جا رہے ہیں۔
Fall into flight
Tremors shouldering ground
Head cups the rock
Places ear to the shell
I seem to find it, but not within myself
I seem to find it, but not within myself
Braiding our arms
In the tall grass
Like laying in a palm
Held where clouds bend to breath
I seem to find it, but not within myself
I seem to find it, but not within myself
