Even the dumb have their own language.

Even the dumb have their own language.
Silence also has its own melody.
Even the dumb have their own language.
Silence also has its own melody.
There is no math without zero.
The meaning of white color is very deep.

Even the dumb have their own language.
Silence also has its own melody.
There is no math without zero.
The meaning of white color is very deep.

So if I am silent do not think so;
I can not talk.
So if I am silent do not think so;
I can not talk.
Don't think that my evergreen mind has died
and become an oasis.
If I sit alone in a secluded corner quietly.
Don't think that my thoughts have
taken a vacation;This is not penance;
This is my laziness.

If you see, I am disappointed.
My heart is broken.
The storm is gone; There is debris lying around.
But that's not why I broke down.

With whatever little straw I can gather in my hands,
I will rebuild and decorate the world anew.
For you, could I give myself up completely?
Could I simply fade away?

This little family of ours—
as if it were a birthing room of the world itself.
In the heart of some human of tomorrow,
a melody is being woven—of laughter and tears.
That’s why I say—know that the meaning of white stretches far beyond.
Let that little heart be as small as it may—
know that even the vast universe is smaller than it.
Know that it is no pacemaker—
it beats in its own natural rhythm.
It knows the meaning of living—
amidst this beautiful world.
Silence and stillness—
emptiness and white.
Within them is bound a single word of four letters.
Know that it is no riddle—
it is the melody of love.
That’s why I say,
the meaning of white runs deep and far.
Its meaning stretches far beyond.