Blessed کے بول

April is the cruellest month of all All that hope Breathing itself into everything Making you think something’s comin’ But you lose yourself more than you want to win And your ship ain’t comin’ in But one day it will, one day it will So until then remember Ooh, blessèd are those who love and lose it all Ooh, blessèd are those who give and get nothin’ back at all Ooh, blessèd are those who love and lose it all Ooh, blessèd are those who love and lose it all And I don’t know if there’s a God above If he’s watching us If he’s keeping a score while we battle some more Bargaining for just a few seconds more Suffer the weak, suffer the little wars Tell me what have they done But I have to believe there’s reason to be Reason to keep holdin’ on Ooh, blessèd are those who love and lose it all Ooh, blessèd are those who give and get nothin’ back at all Ooh, blessèd are those who love and lose it all Ooh, blessèd are those who love and lose it all Ooh, blessèd are those who love and lose it all Ooh, blessèd are those who give and get nothin’ back at all Ooh, blessèd are those who love and lose it all Ooh, blessèd are those who love and lose it all