This is for the ghosts of the people left behind
Here we have arrived in the city of smiles
All colors are bright, city full of light
Keep in mind that we're not
Forgotten yet
This song's for the ghosts who hold on to life with both hands
This song's for the haunted ones who defy despair
This song's for the ghosts, who wouldn't give up on earthly delights
Those who hang on to vain things that make life so
Beloved
What if we ghosts were not stuck in limbo,
What if the ghosts were the most positive beings?
What if their goal was to challenge the fatal end?
What if they were not roaming or forsaken but facetious sprites ?
This song's for the ghosts who hold on to life with both hands
This song's for the haunted ones who defy despair
This song's for the ghosts, who wouldn't give up on earthly delights
Those who hang on to vain things that make life so beloved
This song's for the ghosts who hold on to life with both hands
What if those ghosts were not messengers of despair?
Nor ball nor chains nor livid faces draped under a snow white sheet
Imagine just dancing feet and comforting hands