اصل بول
ENترجمہ ابھی دستیاب نہیں۔ اصل بول دکھائے جا رہے ہیں۔
My shrivelled eyes
The membrane that has been given me
The freight-trains are all empty
I cannot be reached
The organism from the burning star
The buildings are all vacant
The colour of cool stone
Soaked in stale water
The withering eye has no desire
Dim light and dying fire
All within reach is tainted
Like the soul in the black egg
