Patience...

Even when everything asks
For a little more calm,
Even when the body
Craves a little more soul,
Life does not stop.

While Time accelerates
And ask for haste
I make my own hour
To get into the dance;
Life is so precious...

While the World
Awaits for the cure
Madness pretends
Everything is normal
I dissimulate to have patience…

When the World each round goes faster,
People expect so much from the World,
And the World expects from us...
A little bit more patience

Would it be Time
That cannot perceive it?
Or do we have
All this life to waste?
Who does really want to know?
But life is precious...
So precious...