Come to life! Emerge from your palazzo, gather with friends in the piazza. Take the petals from your pupils and see me once more. Turn your eyes from the magnificent marble and look inside our hearts. For we will not see the statuesque perfection of youthful beauty, but safety, love and your personal renaissance. There is no need to nail an owl to our door. Nothing need die, let all of your statues come to life. When time passes, the stone will be older. And your blue just a little colder… But even our setting sun can light up our faces. For I can still heat the marble and sculpt a warm life with David.