It doesn't seem much point in us carrying on, We pretend to cry but the feelings are gone. I hear the death man has lost his mate, The silence that follows him tells me about our fate.
And it's too late to cry cause we left it all behind, Too late to cry cause there's nothing left defied. آپ won't get مزید than you're living for, And it's too late to cry tonight.
~Allison Krauss' Too Late to Cry (excerpt)
گیا کیا پوسٹ پہلے زیادہ سے سال ایک