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| Posted by ion corina Sat, Jun 19th 2010, 01:24 :: English | |||
| we often dieof too much youthfulin the same time with others like us-and rise again to put flowers on graves | |||
| Romanian translation by ion corina. Posted on Sat, Jun 19th 2010, 01:29 | |||
| şi murim adesodată cu alţii ca noide preajuneţe-şi înviem mai apoisă punem flori pe morminte | |||
I've just wanted to say that when somebody loved dies, a part of us goes with him/her in the grave. It's like we died too...and then we can't afford to lament for his/her death too much time because we have take care for their souls or... ours.Who knows!