This House Is Empty Now These rooms play tricks upon you Remember when they were always filled with laughter? But now they’re quite deserted They seem to just echo voices raised in anger Maybe you will see my face Reflected there on the pane In the window of our poor Forlorn and broken home Still this house is empty now There’s nothing I can do To make you want    to stay So tell me how Am I supposed to live without you? These walls were lined with pictures Remember the glass we charged in celebration?   But now I fill my life up With all that I can to deaden this sensation Do you recognize the face Fixed in that fine silver frame                 Were you really so unhappy then? You never said                               So this house is empty now There’s nothing I can do To make you want to stay So tell me how Am I supposed to live without you? Oh if I could just become forgetful When night seems endless Does the extinguished candle care About the darkness? It’s funny how my mem’ry Will bring you so close then make you disappear Meanwhile all our friends must choose Who they will favour who they will lose Hang the garland high or close the door And throw away the key This house is empty now There’s no one living here You have to care about This house is empty now There’s nothing I can do To make you want to stay So tell me how Am I supposed to live without you? This house is empty now There’s no one living here You have to care about This house is empty now There’s nothing I can do To make you want to stay So tell me how Am I supposed to live without you?

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À propos de la chanson

La chanson évoque la mélancolie d'une maison autrefois pleine de joie, désormais vide et résonnant des souvenirs tristes. Les pièces, qui étaient autrefois le théâtre de rires, sont maintenant désertes et hantées par des échos de colère. Le protagoniste se questionne sur sa vie après le départ de l'être aimé, ressentant un vide immense et une incapacité à avancer. Les images du passé, entre célébrations et regrets, soulignent une nostalgie lancinante, tandis qu'il se demande comment il peut continuer sans cette présence. Les murs de la maison témoignent de ce qui était, mais aujourd'hui, tout semble abandonné.