I think words are useless
When silence is greater
My actions are useless
Were they to talk to you of love.
I think smiles are useless
When the night seeks us
My sorrows are useless
To speak to you of tenderness.
I think our mouths are useless
When the guilt returns
My eyes are useless
To speak to you of the past.
I think our bodies are useless
When the desire is sure
My hands are useless
At this time of purity.