My ghostly happiness

My ghostly happiness, where are you now?
I’m walking along the empty alleys
A park by the sea in the middle of summer
Temple of dreams, green magic palace…

Maybe you’ve suddenly fallen ill
Taken to your bed, laying and dreaming
about the refreshing wind
Is there anyone who's watching your breathing?

What’s wrong with you? How can I find out?
Something is out of order it seems
Maybe you’re trembling with cold as sitting by fire
Maybe you have the feverish dreams…

What if it hurts you so bad?
What if this pain is so unbearable
so your world is crashing?
If I could only become
an anesthesia for you,
my Ghostly Priceless Treasure…

My fragile happiness, where are you now?
Just on the other end of the Universe…
I know nothing about your misfortunes and troubles
But I would give all I have just to be your nurse

Just to bring you a medicine
(You would surely receive only sweetest mixtures)
Silently take your temperature,
Straighten your blanket
And read you a book with colored pictures

Probably that is great – relieve your suffering
But I felt so useless for all these days
A park by the sea… The middle of summer
I’m walking alone, just me and the rain…