اصل بول
ENترجمہ ابھی دستیاب نہیں۔ اصل بول دکھائے جا رہے ہیں۔
What a tragedy beheld my soul
Angel face, white dress make you glow
Smiling, rosy cheeks
Looking straight, breaking feet
Oh, I'm sold
On your lustrous tone
With my caterpillar legs
Branching the cracks where it bled
Split second hellos
With my draw extended slow
At the sight of you, the look on my face
Taken me out of my place
Burn out right
Stillness is filling
The most silent kind
Gracefully thrilling
Keep you in a heart and frame
Promise it'll be the same
