Maybe I’ve never told you,

Maybe I’d have,

How I feel about windows…

Maybe you’ve never asked me,

Maybe you’d have,

To avoid the walls and the bitter sun!...

…

But now I wanna tell you,

How much I love the silence of a wall,

When a vague dream shelters it,

A dream of a window,

Uncovered …

With a delightful endless hope

For the sun,

Kissing his goodnight kiss…