اصل بول
ENترجمہ ابھی دستیاب نہیں۔ اصل بول دکھائے جا رہے ہیں۔
The winter forest ever does know
The devil is the maker of the pure white snow
If the breeze comes by with the seeds she sows
Then her beauty breaks their branches before ever they can grow
What will they say about you?
What waves may break around truth?
If the river comes down with everything
What once was in the winter now flows into the spring
The flower once silent now stands and sings
The cubs out of the cave to the blue ceiling
What will they say about you?
What waves may break around truth?
What waves will break around you?
