I have a home A house of sadness a house with four walls of that one hundred to the walls of the house of dust You know why? Nostalgia and Nostalgia I read poetry in the streets My death moment has come to know it myself
I have a home A house of sadness a house with four walls of that one hundred stories in front of the wall Joon My heart is burning in your chest I want to scream Handy Labamo Lonely and Nostalgic I read poetry in the streets My death moment.
