اصل بول
ENترجمہ ابھی دستیاب نہیں۔ اصل بول دکھائے جا رہے ہیں۔
Music is drifting
On invisable roads
Music is shelter
When your walls are grey again
[Chorus:]
Say, what do you feel when you listen to
a floating wave of moments
Say, what do you hear when you're alone
and the party is over
Music is naked
While you sing
Music is a cure
For a futile conversation
