اصل بول
ENترجمہ ابھی دستیاب نہیں۔ اصل بول دکھائے جا رہے ہیں۔
The light creeps in
Through the broken glass
In the sleeping ward.
Finnegan's voice
Is an endless whine
Through a hardboard barricade.
I throw a cigarette to make him quieten down.
And i search for that photo of you.
And your face is a symbol.
A place to remember.
Your face is a symbol for me now.
Radio blares.
There is not much time.
And the children play you up.
Buses and trains
On commuter lines
Through the condensation.
I know what you're doing now
And i follow you in your routine.
And your face is a symbol.
And your eyes make me strong again
I can look at the world full of confidence.
