He doesn't settle for loneliness
His penitent soul with no option for death for eternity
They met on a cold December three years ago
He wanted to scare her through the window
She scared him when she smiled at him
He looked into her eyes and fell to their bottom, down to her heart
She is a crazy, crazy lost one
He adores her wounded soul
And they loved each other dancing beyond time
Psychophonies that he sang in the wind
She is a crazy, crazy lost one
He appears in fire and polychromies
The ghost and the crazy girl want to get married
Her father doesn't want to accept it
That's why he sings, sings and the wind carries away his lamentation
And surely that she, now in her white cell
Dances psychophonies of love
She is a crazy, crazy lost one
He adores her wounded soul
And they loved each other dancing beyond time
Psychophonies that he sang in the wind
She is a crazy, crazy lost one
He appears in fire and polychromies
The ghost and the crazy girl want to get married
Her father doesn't want to accept it
She is a crazy, crazy lost one
He adores her, she never forgets him
Because he wraps her with psychophonies
The dead speak to us, some love us