Charade کے بول

The band still played Through the interval Candle lit but the room was still While two men dealt amongst the chill Charade The stakes were high but the danger low Without a friend these risks would grow This the night their eyes would glow Charade The band played on like a dazzling flame Another card for the burning game Selling solitude to ease the blame Charade Then the time came to run or choose Either way one would fail and lose Gamble a partner and dim the fuse Charade