Streets Calling Me - Pulshar

Lying there I give you thanks for your skin Now yours was not a wasted life I compare your pelt to the rest oh Such a fruitful night I am not a believer in your

There's a story of a moment in time Many an aeon ago A brutal ruler existed In times of medieval He was king Of an Ago old country Many within Feared by all tho

Ashmatic - Pulshar 以下歌词翻译由文曲大模型提供 All the things you can't sweat 所有你无法流汗的事物 All the wind you can't breath 所有你无法呼吸的风 In the race