A queen without a throne
A crown of orange and thorns
I am a flame among the waves of the sea
I am a bride above the altar
A cry in the silence that is lost in the universe
I am the courage that generates the world
I am a mirror that has broken
I am love, a song, the body
A dress that’s too short
A desire, a desire
They are the wings of a stage
One city, one empire
A half is the whole
From “Mariposa” – Fiorella Mannoia
