Sha lalalalala Sha lalalala Every time that I see your armchair lying empty at the corner I remember you Every time that I empty my bottle looking through the T.V. I remember you And now the only thing I have is just a photograph To remind me of the past And the night in our bed when I touch and I stare at your pillow I look for you And my dreams turn to nightmares and the colours turn black Because of you Sha lalalalala Sha lalalala