اصل بول
ENترجمہ ابھی دستیاب نہیں۔ اصل بول دکھائے جا رہے ہیں۔
Sail on silver wings
Trough this storm
What fortune love may bring
Back to my arms again
The love of a former golden age
I am disabled by fears concerning which course to take
For now that the wheels are turning
I find my faith deserting me
This night is filled with the cries of
Dispossessed children in search of paradise
A sign of unresolved ambition
Drives the pinwheel on-and-on
I am disabled by fears concerning which course to take
When memory bears witness to
The innocents consumed in dying rage!
The way lies through our love:
There can be no other means to the end
Or the keys to my heart
You will never find.
You will never find!
