Since she is not around
He cannot rest in peace
His soul cries and cries
He cannot accept loneliness
Since she is not around
He began to wander
His penitent soul
With no chance of dying for all 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 deep
Into her heart
She is crazy, crazy, lost
He adores her, his wounded soul
And they loved each other dancing out of time
Psychophonies* he sang in the wind
She is crazy, crazy, lost
He appears in the fire and in polychromes
The ghost and the crazy woman want to marry
Her father doesn’t want to accept it
Unfortunately, a curse
Keeps him chained in this mansion
That’s why he sings, and sings and the wind takes away his lamentation
If you pay attention
You will hear his voice
And surely she in her white cell
Will dance to love psychophonies
She is crazy, crazy, lost
He appears in the fire and in polychromes**
The ghost and the crazy woman want to marry
Her father doesn’t want to accept it
She is crazy, crazy, lost
He adores her, she can never forget him
Since he wraps her into psychophonies
The dead speak to us, some fall in love with us