repeats in my head again and I cannot stop it And the glass in the trees And all you left here reflects everything that I missed And the glass in the trees
And the glass in the trees, and all you left here, Reflects everything that I missed. Slow down. I'll try and make it up to you. They've cut down the trees
ترجمة: مقتل الشعرية. الزجاج في الأشجار.