Empty House Sad House Sad House Without You My dear happiness from me Fog Taken Haro, but your shadow is I hear the sound of the night, saying that you are there You went to night with the night you come from my heart Moni -proud and deceitful Moni
Now my hand reads my only poem feel good with you in my verse Now my hand reads my only poem The good feeling with you is in my vein I have a sad house. I hear hear the voice of the night, saying hes going there
