اصل بول
ENترجمہ ابھی دستیاب نہیں۔ اصل بول دکھائے جا رہے ہیں۔
I'm longing for winter's chill
For the numbing air to burn my veins frozen
I am the saddest one
I am the deserted one
Not a soul is wandering because you feel no warmth
No journey to the farthest reaches could make time change
Make time change
When I am called the darkness my cradle
I am drunk with heavy footsteps and my mind becomes slave
I was told that every day would be my last
