Once it was built by a young couple,
Filled with dreams and homes for the future.
Sheep and cattle, crops in the field,
Husband coming home, tired in the evening,
Eager children running alongside,
In for a steaming hot, well prepared meal.
Now it's standing alone in the summer night.
Abounded and stripped for former wealth.
People need houses,
and houses need people.
Hope they'll find one another in the lonely hearts' club.