In my city There is an abandoned house Nobody goes there a long time Tall weeds surround the building Hide the stone details From the entrance In the main hall The wallpaper stands the test of time With tones slightly altered by years of dust Tall doors and windows Reflect the spirit of their times Which now without moths seem to invite anyone to enter What stories do they want to tell me? My mind does not rest I don't rest for a moment Whispering ideas and memories You are not here And only longing accompanies me Even after all these years I remember every moment lived It's all so clear, like the many movies I've watched In the whole house There's only one picture on the wall So we know the memory of those who lived there still remains The wind that cuts through the hall Brings back light memories of the songs They used to play at parties they hosted at the house What stories do they want to tell me? My mind does not rest I don't rest for a moment Whispering ideas and memories You are not here And only longing accompanies me Even after all these years I remember every moment lived It's all so clear, like the many movies I've watched Whispering ideas and memories You are not here And only longing accompanies me Even after all these years I remember every moment lived It's all so clear, like the many movies I've watched