One More Colour کے بول

"Is it lasting?", and in asking, the sphere becomes a line A dotted line, and to follow it, you must make a jump each time A dotted page, a dotted hillside, a blast of dots A blind reader, a flock of sheep, or a blast of trumpet shots Here All we have here is sky All the sky is, is blue All that blue is, is one more colour now To measure the tower's invisible sway inside the moving skies The cough of a swallow that softly lies there as loudly as it died The same as the vendor who likes to sing as loudly as he can All he says is, "It suits me fine, that's the way I am" Here All we have here is sky All the sky is, is blue All that blue is, is one more colour now Speak a little softer, work a little harder, shoot less with more care Sing a little sweeter, and love a little longer, and soon you will be there Here All we have here is sky All the sky is, sky blue All that blue is, is one more colour One more colour One more colour now And these are some reasons, just like the seasons, they turn and then they fly The honkless geese 'neath the goatless ledge in the speckless sky The speckless sky The speckless sky I hear you I hear you I hear you