You are not my heart is like a flower full of feathers, you are not crying everywhere, you are my tablemate,
when you are not there, I sit alone with my heart, I see your beautiful eyes at Abra, hey, I want to cut my hand to tear the tears so that I can look at you at dawn, solve my sorrow,
you who are not there, our house is like an empty frame , your footprints are still on the flower of your carpet,
when you left, the mirror of my love broke and the man of the night came. The sun made me sad behind the mountain , I remember that cold night, that night full of sadness and pain , we were far from each other, the sky was crying,
when you are not there, our house is like an empty frame , your footprints are still on the carpet
