A feeling often I get in the night,

That makes me shiver in fright,

It always comes when
sun goes down,
When the darkness spreads all around,

The cool breeze swirls through my hairs,

And I smile thinking of someone, somewhere,

The smile that I share with someone at distance,

That makes me feel she�s standing next to me,

I feel her soft fingers caressing my hairs,

And a whisper