I want to say something,
but then I fall silent again.
How difficult it is to speak,
I know it very well.
The moment I speak,
They get upset,
All those people,
Who think I’m just an ordinary man.
Where would I know how to speak?
The right to speak,
Belongs only to some special person,
The one who has mastered,
The art of saying things,
I was made only to listen quietly,
My job is just to hear.
I want to say something,
But then I fall silent again.