اصل بول
ENترجمہ ابھی دستیاب نہیں۔ اصل بول دکھائے جا رہے ہیں۔
When we take blows that leave marks
The sound is silent
The leaves fall on us
The wounds dry up, but in time they come back
Nature always helps you in many ways
One of them is to let you fight
One of them is to let you cry
But it's escape time, nothing here, nothing more
