It is a fantasy so beautiful sweetness
An endless dream to look at the sky and fly
I see you ardent, sweet and capricious
Dance for me to be an angel that flies
Among the soft perfume of the roses
From our garden he changes his own
With the hug of the butterfly
You you rest on me Ghost
With you life is so beautiful
An endless dream running like a flash
You are ardent, sweet and affectionate
Loving me like this the Ghost flies
Among the soft perfume of thе roses
From our garden they changе their clothes
At the end of the butterfly's flight
You rest in my Ghost
Every night of this trip to Las Flores
That seems to never end, I dream of you again
It will be an obsession, it will be anxiety
It will be that I do not want to avoid it
And it scares me at times and I like it equally
That it is more and more real
I can feel you in the skin, I can taste you in the honey
I can ask you for more as if you had not loved me
When bats fly
Through the skies in the dark
And the moon over the pantheon
It covers those who rest in peace
From a grave it usually appears
A ghost that seeks the love
Of the beautiful and angelic
Young daughter of the undertaker
They say that the Ghost
Goes out to wander through The Ghost
The cemetery and at dusk
Between tombs and vaults
He marches in search of that woman
Longing for that heart
That Ghost had
When he was a mortal
The ghost in his disappointment
Steal flowers from a funeral