Bebe -Tu silencio

Too bad to be someone

who does not want anything more

who does not see

a foot ahead of the nose

singing for who hears nothing,

dancing for who does not want to see anything

 

My hands are tied,

my mouth is lonely,

my feet stuck,

in the throat a knot, (a knot in the throat)

singing for who hears nothing,

dancing for who does not want to see anything

 

Silence sits in the window

Come to drink a coffee

While waiting, we look at the blank screen