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Motorama - Ghost

Ghost
Motorama
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My hopes, my will
Were never a part of you.

Those days were sad and cold,
I'll never want them back again.

[Chorus:]
But at this moment we are close to each other again,
It's like a merge of different colors
In a silver mountain lake.
We are at home again.

It's like dancing in the room with a female ghost,
It's like falling from the edge
To the bed with cold clean pillow.

Your voice is pure and soft,
It's throwing me back to my hopes.

My ears were deaf and cold.
Please hold me tight in your arms again.

[Chorus: x2]
But at this moment we are close to each other again,
It's like a merge of different colors
In a silver mountain lake.
We are at home again.

It's like dancing in the room with a female ghost,
It's like falling from the edge
To the bed with cold clean pillow.

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