Alway the ghost of you enshrines
My heart in memory gone faint.
It’s true, you know, my love still shines;
Clad in darkness, boundaries chained.

My robes are steal, my heart desire,
E’er comes the sun your presence air;
This street we walked is set afire
By rays of light, O sweet despair!

When night comes by I know it’s true—
The glimpse of you remains here still;
Forever shrouding every hue
Of all that’s fake and all that’s real.

No longer should I give you heed
As shadows by the night are cast.
And though your love is all I need
The ghost of you can rest at last.