This time the voice
remained where it was
in a hidden place
closed inside me
and I painted the silence
on my human body
/>the sound of a gesture
like thunder will be
My moves covered
by absolute silence
which alone is enough to talk about me
drawing in the 'air
everything that wasn't there
with the strength it takes
to show you that it is there
Is he dressed in white
or dressed in black
so false in the truth that it cannot be more true
and dressed in dark against the background of darkness
I will give every word
the importance it has
and the silence will tell
This time the voice
has remained where it was
so that no one understands that I move for you
it has stopped forever
in my body of wax
which at your warm breath
melted wax will be 
It is dressed in white
or dressed in black
so false in the truth that it cannot be truer there is
and dressed in blue against the background of the sky
I will give every thought
the importance it has
and the silence will tell it