اصل بول
ENترجمہ ابھی دستیاب نہیں۔ اصل بول دکھائے جا رہے ہیں۔
Outside your window, the snow turns to gold,
right here beneath you, Ill never get cold.
Outside your window, the rain never dries.
Close to your doorstep, I cant tell no lies.
Eyelashes cut me away, just like a curtain draws.
Now you can see me for real, thats what Im certain of.
Inside your hallway, Im almost disarmed.
Close to the break in; can I be this calm?
Sorry, you say, I have nothing to lose,
so if you manage to reach me, its you Id like to choose.
Sorry, you say, I feel nothing at all,
but if you manage to reach me, Ill try to catch your fall.
And the snow will turn to gold.
