My house is built, but inside I'm alone
Door has been shut behind my back
Autumn's wind is knocking at the window
Once again, sobbing over me.
Thunder at night and mists in the morning
The sun has all gone cold.
Sufferings from long ago are passing one by one
Let them combine together.
My house is built, but inside I'm alone
Door has been shut behind my back
Autumn's wind is knocking at the window
Once again, sobbing over me.
That is fate, and I cannot
Ask fate any que
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