اصل بول
ENترجمہ ابھی دستیاب نہیں۔ اصل بول دکھائے جا رہے ہیں۔
Cars they were passing
Waves they were crashing
On the shore
Fingers were burning the
Pages they're turning
And I want more
Here I ran from the west
Unto ruins where the sun dances with death
Arcadia, arcadia
Now she holds me tight like I held you
Arcadia, arcadia
Hour after hour golden blue
To be had
Arcadia, arcadia
Now I know that time forgets us too
Arcadia, arcadia
Hour after hour golden blue
