I see her roaming the cliffs at night
Counting black peebles in the shady darkness
When she walks bare foot in her dressing gown
I just grit my teeth into the mute night.
I can only hear something like the wind
On the ice-cold fingers it's a bloody kiss
When she stops a moment on an old dry rock
I just grit my hands to my young lost heart.
She is my night ghost,
My pretty night ghost,
I'll never forget you again.
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