Rain کے بول

Praise the white-handed queen The gold and the green I give to her From this broken heart By nail and by tooth The blood of my youth flows over her Falling like the rain Falling like the rain Falling like the rain Praise the truth come to light The valley of night she gives to me From her empty heart By silence and shame The poison and pain flows over me Falling like the rain Falling like the rain Falling like the rain Falling like the rain Falling like the rain Falling like the rain Falling like the rain Falling like the rain Falling like the rain