Be silent now for silence is often golden
And You still a pauper, who with the torrent of colourless words
Floods His own world… be silent and remain so for a moment…
Listen to the heartbeat, an unattainable pattern
Experiencing the enormity of its power, You will not hear a whisper of complaint
It meets the torments of the self with regular silence…
Let Your mouth, which so readily dares to inflict so many wounds,
Become numb in silence; rest madman
Keep the unspoken words in check today, let them dream…
Your future will soon become the leavening of a spoken word
After a light start, will soon hit You with a multiple boulder
Becoming the fruit of the indiscretion of the lips… it will come in silence
So be silent today…