Gham غم
Grief consumes the
Hearts of lovers
And
Minds of others
Let the rain kiss / the top of
my head / And let it trickle /
onto my cheek / Let the pain /
sense that I / am not dead /
and let it / Teach me how to /
be at ease / Let me feel every /
fear of dread / and let
me find / some kind / of peace
my head / And let it trickle /
onto my cheek / Let the pain /
sense that I / am not dead /
and let it / Teach me how to /
be at ease / Let me feel every /
fear of dread / and let
me find / some kind / of peace