Not dead, not alive
Forgetful ghost of the past.
Pursues nights,
With you, in your bed.
and not wanting to be alone
does not release from his embrace
Chorus
Ghost of the grave, ghost memories
You can not see it, but it is your past.
You touch it once,
And remember, what happened to him.
Remember how he asked for your help,
And you do not even remember his name.
Day passes without tears
And the new reality is replaced by dreams.
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