When your eyes behold not what do you see
there I know you are miserable like me
of no home, of neither rose nor tree
where everything void of happiness and glee
there I know you are miserable like me
and your heart is neither closed nor free
and there is no dear neither he nor she
there I know you are miserable like me
and are your doors locked with rusted key
that your fears find no space to flee
there I know you are miserable like me
and once you fall leaning on your knee
alone losing what you used to be
there I know you are miserable like me
of no home, of neither rose nor tree
