Siren

In whose house i am, with a broken over bottle in my hand
my soul was inside it, i broke secretly and forgot
whoever took, dont you find and bring it back
by seeing you whoever asks about me, by laughing say he is gone

get away,i dont see i am blind
so, i run over this world and pass
its my core, i dont turn from my word
so, i am loved and i love in this world

in whose hand are you, are you forgotten insidiously as well
you have the solution, my dear, is this puzzle hard to you