The House was over the back street
No one stays there anymore.
Shattered walls, broken window
By the gate now, moss is grown.
We were there long time ago.
That was the time of rejoice
The leaves did fall every autumn
The yellow butterfly sang her choice.
We went on living there.
Two happy people without dislike and hatred.
Then something went terribly wrong.
All hell broke loose. tore apart all into shred.
Deep by deep, we became suspicious
Little by little, our dreams fallen through.
Side by side only the noise was heard.
More by more, our insolence grew
I could not understand you-How can I admire?
She departed leaving me all alone
You dragged your feet when you want to
Looking at the glass wall, I was tired and forlorn.