Sogno numero due [English translation]

Defendant, listen:

We have listened to you.

You did not know you had a phosphorous conscience

Implanted between the aorta and the intention.

We have observed you

From the first beats of your heart

To the shortest rhythms

Of your last emotion,

When you killed,

Furthering power,

The lifetime members of power,

Piled up downhill

Defending

Their own celebration.

And although you thought it was revenge,

The phosphorus guard

Signaled your longing for power,

As you delighted in the most exciting role of law,

The one that doesn't protect:

The executioner.

Defendant,

The longest finger in your hand

Is the middle one,

Mine is the index,

despite this you judged too.

You acquitted and you convicted

Above me,

But above me,

For what you did,

For the way you renewed it

The power is thankful.

Listen:

Once, a judge just like me

Judged he who dictated the law:

First they changed the judge

Immediately afterwards

The law.

Now, a judge like me

Asks power if he's allowed to judge.

You are the power.

Do you want to be judged?

Do you want to be acquitted or convicted?