In the first days of the spring time 

Made you up and split 

From one thousand enemies, 

Made a trail of a thousand tears, 

Made you a prisoner 

Inside your own secrecy

 
There's a ghost in me 

Who wants to say "I'm sorry" 

Doesn't mean I'm sorry 

At the first hour of the springtime 

Made you up ad split 

From one thousand enemies 

Now I see you 

From the corner, 

Clock strikes 

And I know you will be drinking alone 

There's a ghost in me 

Who wants to say "I'm sorry" 

Doesn't mean I'm sorry