اصل بول
ENترجمہ ابھی دستیاب نہیں۔ اصل بول دکھائے جا رہے ہیں۔
(Words written by Dorothy Parker)
Where you to cross the world my dear?
To work or love or fight.
I could be calm and wistful here
And close my eyes at night
It were a sweet and gallant pain
To be a sea apart.
But oh, to have you down the lane
Is bitter to my heart.
Into love, and out again,
Thus I went, and thus I go.
Spare your voice, and hold your pen.
Well and bitterly I know
All the songs were ever sung,
All the words were ever said;
Could it be, when I was young,
Some one dropped me on my head?
