The little ghosts are here
In our minds;
And i know that,
I know my madness.
I'm walking on this black floor,
Over my eyes,
Over a dirty life.
Over (the) darkness.

Maybe it's my destiny,
And this life is just a stop.
Maybe it's my morning, now,
Because i believe there is a god.

And now i'm here with you,
This is my life;
And you know all of me,
All of my dreams.
You, music, with your notes,
And with your smile.
I want your liquid hands,
Just for me!