The little ghosts are here In our minds; And i know that, I know my madness. I'm walking on this black floor, Over my eyes, Over a dirty life. Over (the) darkness. Maybe it's my destiny, And this life is just a stop. Maybe it's my morning, now, Because i believe there is a god. And now i'm here with you, This is my life; And you know all of me, All of my dreams. You, music, with your notes, And with your smile. I want your liquid hands, Just for me!