It won’t be me who will answer you…
It will be time.
With it, the certain answers will come…
With it, the winter storms will return…

It won’t be me who will answer you…
It will be life and its successes…
That will not match our times…
It does not know our ancestors…

It won’t be me who will answer you…
It will be your own secrets…
The ones you carry in the bottom of your soul…
Those that you keep in that heart without control…

It won’t be me who will answer you…
It will be your bewilderment.
That will whisper to you screaming…
Do not hide more lies, or more fears, or injustices…

No, it won’t be me who will answer you…
It will be your uncertain future…soon.