The worst dancer you are in the world
Not one step you move with your feet
A statue I can not call you
Movement still can be felt in your eyes

What dance are you playing I know not
What I know is that it is the most beautiful
and graceful dance in the planet
No dancer or dance moves my heart till I saw yours

What role are you playing dressed all in white
Dante I guess it must be
since I can sense all the Inferno and Purgatorio in your eyes
excerpt the Paradise

What's your feeling when visitors came
taking pictures and throwing money at your feet
From your dance I know every picture they took
every piece of paper they throw only added more sadness to your eyes

Being also a visitor myself
I came to sit with you without money
but only with understanding and the warmth of
another lonely heart