Apparition Letra

Bows at their fingers

It was the blessed day
Of your first kiss
My reverie
Loving to torture me
The blessed day
Of your first kiss
My reverie

This perfume of sadness
Even without regret
This perfume of sadness
Even without setback

My eye
Riveted by the evening light
In your hair
Then you appeared ghostly

And I thought I'd seen
A hat of light to pass by
You were a spoiled child
Your careless hand is dropping

These bouquets of white snow
Of perfume stars
These bouquets of white snow
Of perfume stars