اصل بول
ENترجمہ ابھی دستیاب نہیں۔ اصل بول دکھائے جا رہے ہیں۔
Now free the slave runs
Toward the hostile border now
And you feel the dust fall
Veil of maya ripped apart
Then comes the time when
Everything is laced
The shadow’s trace looms
Bitter is the aftertaste
Free is no longer free
Now you’re alone slipping down
Bury the you buried within
You feel everywhere and nowhere
Worthless
Not anyone, not worth you
Through midnight streets
I hear the youthful harlot’s curse
Blasts the newborn tear and
Blights with plagues the marriage hearse
And still a world begins
Forward we sweep near where you stand
Judas is there, silver in his hands
His rope is nearby starting to burn
Yesterday’s mob in awe returns
To gather the ash in time’s golden urn
What have we lost? What did we learn?
Last night I dreamed I followed you
Through the forcefield and into the blue
Cold winds they blow, diamonds they gleam
All is not lost but something’s not seen
Run run run fast over the sea
Run run run fast home to me
