When you were born Chiara
My burial veil returned to the dead
I woke up one morning
And snails were dancing in my brain

I opened my eyes on earth
And my heart left a room where I used to wander
Sleeping like a question in the guts of a ghost

When you were born Chiara
My void became a stair and they were up
I'm still a wound in time
But snails are dancing in my brain

I open my arms today and
You are running all around my days and I'm
Covering yours like a mother I'm not