А ты говори, даже если обяжут вдруг стать...

And you say, even if obliged to suddenly become dumb. All our words are still us. Each touch of the tongue of the teeth is a flash of bright checkpoints. Each sound born between the ligaments is your brother named, best friend. Let everyone urge you to remain silent, know that silence is the executioner's tool. Speak, let speech flow like a river, with every word you become yourself, in our sinful world, the silencer is a coward. Cowardice, as you know, is sweet in taste, but bitter with ropes and lashes. Speak, if there is strength, speak. Do not let the words at the end of your strength fall into viscous, faceless and marshy silt, do not give others reins and leashes. Let them not hear. Still say it. Let them not believe, let you - well, all of a sudden? - not right. Reputation is the vilest of fraud. Don't be patted on the shoulder, slapped in the face, shouted, "I won't forgive you!" Let the world suddenly swing underfoot. Speak. You have the right to fill in the ether. Do not be afraid not to know the art of measured silence, silence makes sense when sounds are no longer needed. And if you feel the heart burning inside, then speak, please speak.