I have no place to lay my head
There is no peace in my household
Civil war has erupted in my hut
I cannot waste my precious years in violence
I had suffered several brawls
Before I packed up my luggage
Carried by a racing wind
I got lost in the wilderness
I was searching for your hut
I have heard good stories from afar
That this is a peaceful hut
That is even nicknamed the warm heart
I just wanted a shelter to rest
Seeking asylum from a quest
Hoping for some warmth and comfort
I had slept on cold floor in my own hut
Can I stay forever here
Just for the shelter and warmth
I\'m finding peace in this house
I don\'t want to go back to my war torn house