No one knows how pain is spelled. No one knows if, in truth, words can reflect pain when it is so deep and ingrained in the soul of the living, of noble and good people. Silence is the way to feel it, to let it hurt; deep silence, like pain itself.

Fourteen days ago, Matanzas has not stopped feeling how sadness slips through the streets. However, this Friday, the silence of the entire city becomes dense. There is mourning in Cuba.

Matanzas says goodbye to firefighters and civilians who died in the most devastating fire in the country's history, which occurred at the Matanzas Supertanker Base. In the Fire Museum of the city, where honor is paid to the fallen, the tribute begins at ten in the morning. Silence.