These rooms play tricks upon you
always filled with laughter
But now they're quite deserted,
Maybe you will see my face
reflected there on the pane
In the window, far above,
Still this house is empty now
how am I supposed to live without you?
These walls were lined with pictures,
The glass we charged in celebration
But now I fill my life up
Do you recognize the face fixed
in that fine silver frame?
Were you really so unhappy
So this house is empty now
how am I supposed to live without you?
Oh, if I could just become forgetful
When the night seems endless
Does the extinguished candle
It's funny how the memory
will bring you so close and make
Meanwhile, all our friends must choose
Who they will favor, who they will lose
Hang the garland high, or close the door,
there's no one living here
So tell me how am I supposed
There's no one living here
Am I supposed to live without you?
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