اصل بول
ENترجمہ ابھی دستیاب نہیں۔ اصل بول دکھائے جا رہے ہیں۔
The room tightens, like lungs at rest
A glow streams in from a lockless chest
Hands unseen draw threads from air
Forming a path I'm compelled to dare
An altar waits, inscribed in gold
Names that linger, stories untold
I stand before a boundless key
A world unfolds, reshaping me
