اصل بول
ENترجمہ ابھی دستیاب نہیں۔ اصل بول دکھائے جا رہے ہیں۔
I see shadows on the street
I see forgotten wishes
I see hungry, thirst and fear
I see empty buildings
I see the cold squirm and moan
On the sidewalk
I see the lost son and contained cry
From those who will never be hear
From those who have nothing to loose
Nothing to lose
Nothing to lose
