اصل بول
ENترجمہ ابھی دستیاب نہیں۔ اصل بول دکھائے جا رہے ہیں۔
Oh sweet child oh
Endearing light to whom may i
Direct this sinking the urges me to swirl and twist
In childish fits.
I read your ribs like
An abacus.
My body lies limp
Softly angled in
A plea for your affection
So i?ll rise like the morning
In light so charming you can?t resist.
I read your ribs like
An abacus.
I read your ribs like
An abacus.
You know you know.
