اصل بول
ENترجمہ ابھی دستیاب نہیں۔ اصل بول دکھائے جا رہے ہیں۔
The wind brought your letter today
I wish I could read
You wrote on dead leaves, now decayed
as I wish to be
your scent in the air will not fade
I wish I could breathe
yesterday, yesteryear, yesterlife
remember yesternight
moon was high, so was I, open wide
remember yesternight
yesterday, yesternight
the moon once described me your face
I wish I could see
in vastness, in far outerspace
where we both should be
when I have enough yesterdays
together we'll be
