Another Day Passing By کے بول

You see the time again steal the day Another trip will begin aimlessly. Still watching TV And some push your heart Is that no one escapes the pain. But what if someone does not save your soul and the rain hits the asphalt gray and a fleeting memory makes you smile. As you cross the street empty eyes are those who resigned his faith in love and their arms will surround you nailed his teeth only you can stop and escape. But what if someone does not save your soul and the rain hits the asphalt gray and a fleeting memory makes you smile. And you hold lost treasures although looking back we win nothing. And the rain hits the asphalt gray and a fleeting memory makes you smile. And you hold lost treasures although looking back we win nothing.