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- Bye, Sophia. - Bye.

Elias!

Elias!

Ion!

Lucian...

One year.

Thank you.

Another word for "mirror?" Six letters.

The last letter is "o."

Entrance. Gate.

Town in southwest England.

Briston. Does that exist?

No.

What about Bristol?

Yes, Bristol sounds good.

Another word for "mirror." Six letters.

Dream.

- What can you give me for foot wounds? - What kind of wounds?

I don't know. Cracked or injured skin.

Without a prescription, I can only give you panthenol.

Panthenol, yes.

I don't think it helps, but is it at least soothing?

- Try it. - Okay.

- Anything else? - Bandages.

- Goodbye. - Goodbye.

Sophia, wait!

Don't forget to bring me the red shoes.

Let the winds be hushed

Let the fields freeze over

Let the longed-for rains

Water not the leaves and flowers

Water not the leaves and flowers

Let the winds be hushed

Let the fields freeze over

Let the fields freeze over

Let the longed-for rains

Water not the leaves and flowers

Water not the leaves and flowers

The river is dead

Of their light

Of their light

Let the moon and sun be deprived

The river is dead

Of their light

Let the moon and sun be deprived

Thank you.

Let the winds be hushed

Let the fields freeze over

Let the longed-for rains

Water not the leaves and flowers

Water not the leaves and flowers

Let the winds be hushed

Let the fields freeze over

Let the fields freeze over

Let the longed-for rains Water not the leaves and flowers

Water not the leaves and flowers

Monteverdi, Bach, Pergolesi, Vivaldi, Purcell, Scarlatti, Handel

And if from my dear object

I be far away

Far away

I'll be sighing, suffering every moment

Mom!

Mom.

Let's go, Phoebe.

What's the score?

Zero to zero.

Come on, do something useful.

Ask the kids if they want some.

Now Del Piero... Gilardino couldn't get a shot off.

Pirlo.

A through ball... A straight shot! And Grosso scores!

The last-minute man for the Italians.

He scores in the 118th minute.

The Italians got aggressive.

They didn't want the game to go to penalty shots.

A last-minute goal like in the Australia game.

And again Grosso scores a beautiful goal!

But half of it is thanks to the brilliant through ball from Pirlo.

Watch! He raises his head, and after a clever feint...

he doesn't pass the ball to Del Piero but to Grosso...

who kicks it with his left foot... and he can't possibly miss!

Yes? Hello?

It's me, Iro.

How are you?

Who is this?

Iro, is that you?

Yes.

Are you at home?

At home? No.

What do you mean, "am I at home?"

At home, with your parents.

No, I'm not.

- Did you see the game? - Just one goal.

Abraham?

Yes?

How is Lucian doing?

What are you asking now?

Your son, how is he doing?

Lucian?

Where is he?

Iro?

Is he all right?

Iro, let me get Yiota.

Iro?

Yiota? Hi.

Yes, it's me.

Iro, Lucian...

is dead.

He is not alive anymore.

He passed away a long time ago.

It's been seven years.

Didn't you hear about it?

He was killed, in broad daylight.

On a road.

Tell me more about it.

What do you want to know?

A young man did it.

A student.

Are you still there?

Can you hear me?

Iro?

Yes.

A student...

Do you know his name?

No, I don't remember it anymore.

Try to remember.

I can't remember it.

Was his name Ion?

Yes. Maybe.

Ion.

I think his name was... Ionathan.

What did he look like?

I don't know. I never saw him.

- Why do you want to know? - Mom.

Iro?

Yes.

How are you?

Will you come by to see us?

Yes.

You can come whenever you want.

Yes.

Abraham wants to tell you something too.

Iro...

Iro, you must come see us soon.

- Get lost, stupid flies! - Yes, I will.

- Great! - Get lost!

- What are you doing? - Nothing.

I'm waiting for you.

Can we play again?

Go get it.

- Grandpa will play instead of Mom. - Yes.

He was crying, looking to heaven, crying.

At the last minute, the very last!

And then the second goal right before the end.

Go away!

- Where is Iro? - I don't know.

I thought maybe we should leave today.

Such a long drive?

It's not that far.

Aren't you tired?

Tired? From what?

You've been working all day in the sun.

When are you coming back?

Come on, let's go find Mom.

I don't know yet.

In wintertime, when we have some days off.

Phoebe, where are your shoes?

One, two, three, four...

Mom?

The joys of love

are but a moment strong

The pain of love endures A whole life long

As long as this water runs gently

Towards this brook Which the meadow borders

I will love you, Sylvia told you over and over

The water runs on

But she has gone

Hey Milo

I used to sing to you every day

Though maybe not

So specifically

I used to sing

Hey sunlit cloud

Hey rainy day

Hey ragged mama

Of my seasick dreams

Hey Milo

Do you still remember me?

My voice has changed

But my heart is still the same

It's all our hearts

It's all our hearts

The lover's and the killer's hearts

Google News.

He's dead.

Through countless Earths

Of Spring's rebirth

Beyond our life and death

Beyond our life and death

Beyond our life and death

Beyond our life and death

Look at me

Straight in the eye

I'm a foreign object

Who stayed open for love

So she could roll

Straight through me

Like the light from a far-off planet

Travels through time and space

So I could see your face

Let's not be shy Oh no

Sink with me

Like a grain of salt

Into the sea

Julia, Julia

I have an offer for you

For you

Look at me

I am a star

Shaking like a leaf in your gaze

Why have an eye if not to see?

Why haven't I stayed up all night

To open my eyes

So she can roll

So she can roll through me?

Oh gods!

You can leave me

Oh gods! Why?

I love you so much

You can leave me alone in tears

You can leave me Oh gods! Why?

Ah! My heart! Mocked you are!

Stars! Gods! Deity of love!

Traitor!

I love you so much

You can leave me alone in tears

Oh gods!

You can leave me alone in tears

You can leave me Oh gods!

Why?

Why?

Why?

You can leave me alone in tears

Oh gods!

You can leave me Oh gods!

Why?