Little Ghost
Sweet small soul
that you wander around round there
say to me as you are so smiling
if you do not manage to feel
Every night you appear
you hope that something should return
The moon is a kind face
and the wind is a happy sigh.
Any more you do not stop being sorry
those that you could not love
You smile at the one who is on having happened
more you already know that you cannot return
Small bogey do not feel fear
The night it turns in day;
do not feel pain..
veto without melancholy
It is a time to divide
veto and it takes happiness
to where the fact is that you have to go..