اصل بول
ENترجمہ ابھی دستیاب نہیں۔ اصل بول دکھائے جا رہے ہیں۔
Together, my friends,
we sail the oceans of grief
through cold nights
under gloomy skies
But I believe
the clouds will scatter
so that we can see
the distant stars,
and find our lost home
again...
Fear not to take my hand
when mist covers the waters
I am still with you
when I am gone...
