You never look into my eyes,
nor even incidentally…
As you never had guts,
to amend the destiny…

Courageous coward you were,
you are, and you have always been…
not for not asking for forgiveness,
whom has never had a witness…

But everything is paid on earth
everything, dear “friend”…
Good, evil,
the bond, the lie,
and the absent…

Maybe I will never tell you,
what I suffered by your side…
Maybe you will never know,
what I feel still inside…

Maybe the moon is moon,
for not pointing at the indicted…
Maybe the moon is moon,
for forgiving what was committed…