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Maara. Dear Maara.
I know you can hear me.
I stole a horse from my father.
I left him a note: Dear father, I took your horse.
I’m leaving for a warm country. Far away.
To the red fields. That’s where I’m going.
That’s where I belong, and where my dear Maara belongs.
That’s what my heart tells me. And so does Maara’s heart.
Let’s leave. We won’t be hungry.
God will keep us safe. Maara, my dear. God will keep us safe.
Maara!
Father! Father!
Saska!
Maara!
Maara! Don’t go!
Maara!
Get up!
Maara!
The knife. Give me the knife!
Damn!
We need Tato. I can’t control this maniac on my own.
Go get her.
Hurry up! - Go!
You going to heaven was like a knife to my heart.
Pain and a longing ache in my heart every single day and night.
It will drive you mad, even if you’re the strongest of men.
You told me not to stay alone.
Remember? Those were your last words.
That the children and animals need a woman to take care of them.
Alone you are like a cripple, begging for love.
So, I decided to bring Maara here, to take your place.
Mito’s daughter from across the river. Do you remember Maara?
Her body and soul are as pure as yours when you became my wife.
Wait outside.
Spit!
Once again!
Untie the cows.
Go, go, go!
Here, drink this.
Are you trying to kill my child?
Like the snake in the bottle.
You were the one who wanted me to kill her.
Now she has to drink it every day to come to life again.
Don’t force her, she has already had a sip, and now she wants it herself.
Give it to Johorka.
Tell him to see to it that she only drinks one mouthful at a time, and not more.
Hide this from Maara.
Throw it into the river or bury it, before Johorka makes Maara his wife.
The Presentation...
of the Blessed... Virgin Mary.
The Life...
of Saint... Juliana.
Why did you knock the bridge into the river? Did you change your mind?
Someone indeed lost their mind and was chopping on the bridge last night.
Do you still have the raft?
The raft is under the rocks at the edge of the meadow.
You can cross it with dry feet there.
I’m taking three roubles with me, and a cow,
for having to get wet on our way here.
Bring Maara to the altar.
Forgive me.
There is that one thing.
There is that one thing about this world...
that has been on my mind.
If you have a son, your son is the same as you, mostly.
It is different with daughters.
When they are small, you are happy all the time.
Then they grow up and become complete strangers.
Complete strangers.
You don’t know what to do.
You should do something, but there’s nothing you can do. Nothing.
It is terrifying.
It is terrifying, the way things turn out.
You know what will happen, and you cannot stop it from happening.
You know how things will go, but you cannot do anything about it.
Damned whorehouse!
Come any closer and I’ll poke your eyes out!
I dare you!
So young is my wife.
Young and full of life.
She keeps me warm at night. And is pretty in daylight.
On my way I found a cent. So to buy a horse I went.
With the horse...
THE VIRGIN
Hello, Ingrian girl!
What do you want? - What I want is a roll in the hay.
What did you think?
You will all be deported soon. - Where?
Who will deport us? - The security services. Out of Estonia.
To Ingria? - No, my darling, you will never see Ingria again.
They don’t want you there anymore. - Where then?
Kazakhstan maybe or to the Chukchi to be a reindeer herdsman.
You sound like a hymnal when you talk.
I have a poet’s soul.
Get lost. - What’s the problem? - Get lost!
Are you threatening me? You think I’m scared?
I don’t care.
Hold on, Ingrian girl. I meant to help you.
I have connections. I can put in a good word for you.
My name is Alexander Kross. Sass Krossmann. Remember my name.
You’ll find me.
Well, I’m listening.
Yesterday when I was walking home, a man approached me near the factory.
He said that all Ingerkas were going to be deported from Estonia.
He meant us, Ingrians.
And you? - I didn’t say anything. I left.
He said his name was Sass Krossmann or something like that.
Stay away from Sass.
Was that all you wanted to tell me?
You have your passport? - I do.
Then it would help if you got married. - Get married?
I don’t want to lose my maidenhood yet.
Maidenhood! - What’s so funny?
Come to my place with your grandmother on Sunday; it’s my birthday.
Then we can talk it over. Maybe we’ll think of something.
Come after seven in the evening; the guests will be gone by then.
Why are you cutting so much onion?
Don’t we have enough onions?
We do, but who will eat it all? - I will.
What’s the matter with you?
And you’re crying, too. - I’m not crying.
Tell me, have you heard about any of us being deported?
Ville Koskela was taken away with his wife.
Because he was Ingrian. - Yes.
That wasn’t here, that was someplace else. - How do you know?
Ville’s sister-in-law wrote about it.
Wrote you? - No, she wrote Ingi Vikström.
Have you seen the letter? - Yes.
There are large factories and mining sites and whatnot.
Who will do the job if we’re taken away?
Did you lock the door? - You locked it yourself.
Volli, we have guests.
Have a seat.
I had to take charcoal pills,
which made my tongue completely black. - Let’s make some room for the guests.
I’m not going to move. - Why don’t you do some dishes?
How dare you speak to your maman like that? - Since when are you my maman?
You must be Elina. Elina Savolainen.
That’s me. - Finnish? Ingrian Finnish?
Who are you? - Heino. Volli is my father's brother.
Who’s that lady you have? - You mean Luise. She looks after Raul.
Who is Raul? - A relative on my mother’s side.
Raul used to have a girlfriend. His first love. She stepped on a mine.
Raul saw it happen. Now he thinks he’s Capablanca.
What’s a Capablanca? - A chess player. A world champion.
Is he Spanish? - Why do you think he is?
The name sounds Spanish.
Don’t think I’m stupid. - I don’t.
Volli said you’re planning to enjoy a long life being single.
Why did he tell you that?
Ask him yourself. He’ll tell you. - I won’t ask him.
Why are you so sensitive? Maybe you’re not a virgin? Maybe you made it up?
I’ve been thinking it over with Heino.
They have started deporting Ingrians.
Some families have already been deported. - All of them gone.
Soon they’ll get rid of all Ingrians here. You won’t have to worry about them.
We couldn’t think of any solution other than that Elina would have to get married.
Get married? Who to?
Who’ll play chess with me?
You’re in Havana. How can we play with you?
I’ll fly back from Havana.
Smoke your cigarillo and listen.
Listen carefully.
We have some important things to discuss here.
As important as chess? - Almost.
Tomorrow Elina and Heino will go to the Bureau of Vital Statistics,
where their marriage will be registered. - Celinda.
This marriage will be fictitious.
Tell me why you have to help these complete strangers,
at the expense of your nephew.
How can you be so stupid?
No marriage that has been registered can be fictitious.
Every time Heino shows his passport, he will show he is married.
He is responsible for his wife if she does something stupid.
And what if Heino wants to get married for real one day?
Then all he has to do is get divorced first.
And you think it will be that easy.
A childless marriage can be dissolved with the consent of both parties,
without a court order. - What if the tramp doesn’t consent,
or even worse, has a child with someone else?
Heino will have to raise it. Have you thought about that? - No, we haven’t.
And you’re still willing to marry that girl you don’t even know?
Yes, he is.
Abajo la tirania! Cuba libre! Hasta la victoria!
Luise! We have guests.
Señorita! Cubanita!
Celinda. Luise.
Raul! Hands where I can see them!
Señorita. Cubanita. I’m asking you to marry me.
I’m asking you to be my wife.
Hello. - Hello.
We can keep them until we get a divorce. Then we can give them back.
The bigger one is my grandfather’s.
This marriage should not be registered. - What do you mean?
I have raised this young man.
I know that the girl intends to abuse her marital rights.
If you have any suspicions, there are other state services you can turn to.
But now, would you please stop disturbing this festive event and leave the room?
I’m not going anywhere.
Heino, Arnold’s son, Moss, and Elina, Georg’s daughter, Savolainen.
It is your turn.
Do you take Heino to be your husband and the father of your future children?
I do.
Heino, do you take Elina to be your wife and the mother of your future children?
I do.
In the name of the Estonian Soviet Socialist Republic,
I pronounce you husband and wife.
We have to stop this.
Before Volli is on to us.
And your new wife.
Elina has a boyfriend. He fled to Finland from the war.
Did she tell you that?
She told Volli. She hasn’t said anything to me.
Want some tea? - No.
Let’s have a smoke.
You have to move in with us, to the veranda, move in with Heino.
To make the marriage look real.
I’m not going anywhere. - You have to.
You’ll get separate beds.
They're on the lookout everywhere.
If they find out your marriage is fake,
you could go to jail, both you and Heino.
We’ll split the room.
You’ll get my mother’s old chest of drawers. I’ve emptied it.
Should’ve done it a long time ago.
When they were taken away, it was clear then
that she wouldn’t come back.
Where were they taken? - To Russia.
Why didn’t they take you?
I had a swim meet that day.
I can’t understand how it’s possible to float on water.
I always start sinking right away.
I sink immediately.
Let’s go to my room, it’s quieter there.
I have a swim meet tomorrow.
So you’ll never come to my room again.
This is more than I can bear. - What is?
You sleeping in the same room with that girl.
It’s temporary. You know that.
I don’t know anything.
Muestrame tus ojos! Show me your eyes!
Señorita!
Cubanita!
Elina!
Elina!
What did he want?
When do you have to go?
Tomorrow.
They’ll call Heino, too.
Your stories must match.
We’ll decide on the details in the evening.
It’s important to stay calm.
Go.
Go now!
Be a sport and take a flight to Cuba.
I want to speak to Luise in private.
No throwing tantrums.
If you give me a cigarillo.
Later.
Were you the one who informed the authorities?
Are you crazy? Me telling on Heino?
I’m his caretaker.
You are to Heino, but not to Elina.
And what were you demanding at the Bureau of Vital Statistics,
wanting them to call the police service?
I did, because you’re hurting Heino.
And you aren’t. - I’m the only one here who looks after him.
Yes, hugs him. Caresses him.
Strokes him. Cuddles with him.
Where were you?
I got interrogated.
At the station? - Of course.
What did they want?
Asked about Elina.
What did they ask?
All kinds of things, details.
And what did you tell them?
Like it is. That we are happy and live together.
What else did they ask?
I don’t have to tell you everything.
Threatened to put me away if I lied.
Elina Moss?
Go upstairs.
The investigator will be with you shortly.
Speaking.
Yes.
Yes.
No.
Alright.
Yes.
No.
Maybe.
Yes.
Have you got the documents with you?
Have a seat.
How long have you lived in Estonia?
Four years.
And now you decided to get married?
Yes.
My husband is Heino Moss. - We know.
Why did you get married?
Heino proposed and... I said yes.
When did Heino propose?
On Sunday. - And on Monday you got married?
Yes.
How long have you known each other?
A year. Maybe more than a year.
How did you meet?
Heino is a swimmer, and I used to go to his meets.
And you fell in love?
Yes.
Heino loves me, too.
And now you live as husband and wife?
Yes.
Do you sleep in the same bed?
Yes, we do.
When did you first have intercourse?
Do I have to tell you that? - Yes, you do.
It’s for your own benefit, not mine.
After getting married.
Was it your first time?
It was for me.
Have you had intercourse since your wedding night?
Why is that so important? - Answer the question!
Have you had intercourse?
Yes, we have.
So, you’re not a virgin anymore?
No, I’m not. - Great.
Bring me a note from a gynaecologist.
Why do you need that? - You need it.
When do I have to bring it? - Tomorrow.
You may go now. Come back tomorrow with the note.
Are you looking for someone?
Does Kai Savolainen live in this room?
I live here. I’m Savolainen.
Can we talk in your room?
You have half an hour to pack your belongings.
Where are you taking me? - I’m following orders.
Whose orders? - Read it. It’s written there.
Let me know when you’re ready. I’ll be waiting in the corridor.
I’d like to leave a letter for my granddaughter.
That’s not allowed. When you get there, you can write.
Is it that bad?
What did they want?
Did they tell you to get a doctor’s note?
Let me tell you,
you don’t need to be put away for something so trivial.
Let’s do it quietly.
I promise, it’ll stay between you and me.
Five minutes and we can forget about it.
It will happen to you anyway, sooner or later.
Give me the knife. The knife.
Relax, then it won’t hurt.
I said, stay still.
Go away!
Can I ask you something?
What?
Have you had any girlfriends?
No, I haven’t.
So you know nothing about matters of love.
I know something.
Did Luise teach you?
I don’t want to talk about it.
Is Luise a pretty woman?
Maybe she used to be. - She isn’t anymore?
Maybe she still is.
So you do like her.
Everybody likes her.
Does she have other men as well? - Definitely.
Aren’t you jealous? - No, I’m not.
So, you could have someone else, the same way…
I don’t know. I haven’t had anyone else.
Could you be with me?
With you?
You’re different.
You don’t like me? - That’s not it.
What if I asked you to?
Why would you ask me?
I need a doctor’s note.
What note?
Have you been interrogated? - I have.
They want proof that we’re sleeping together.
They asked me, too.
What did you tell them?
I lied. - I lied, too.
Just today.
I promise, I won’t ask you again.
I don’t know if you’re at home or somewhere else.
You don’t call me or answer the phone when I try to speak with you.
You think you can make me worried by giving me the silent treatment for weeks.
That won’t make me come back.
The locals here are inspiring. You have to accept it.
Everyone has the right to make their own choices. You do, too.
Start living.
You have to get used to the idea that everything depends on your own self.
Trust that feeling.
I’m sending you a book on transcendental meditation.
It awakens our forgotten dreams.
In prayers, your mother.
The night will be chilly La noche será fría.
Arctic winds will bring frost and snow Los vientos árticos traerán helada y nieve.
Fog will form in the early morning Temprano por la mañana se forma la bruma.
The kidnapped Nigerian children were rescued.
Los ninos Nigerianos secuestrados fueron rescatados.
By the police this morning Por la policia esta manana.
Three thousand and five hundred marijuana plants were discovered.
Tres mil quinientas plantas de marihuana fueron descubiertas.
By customs officers in a raid Por los aduaneros en una redada sorpresa.
Many schools and highways were closed Muchas escuelas y carreteras...
THE SHADOW
Are you trying to get yourself killed or something?
I almost ran over you. Is that what you wanted?!
Get in the car!
Or I’ll call the police.
Hurry up!
Dollar needs to pee. - He can wait for five minutes.
Why should he wait?
You don’t want to wait.
Tell daddy you really need to pee.
Come here now! Come to mummy!
Come here now!
Dollar, my baby!
Joel! You’re just watching!
What’s your name?
Lee.
Luna Lee.
Who gave you a name like that?
My mother.
And your father agreed?
I don’t know. I guess he agreed to everything.
So, who is she, if your father agrees to everything?
She writes books.
A writer?
Self-proclaimed.
Poor dog. I told you not to grill chicken for a dog.
But you don’t listen to me, because you don’t love me.
You never have. Only Dollar loved me.
And now it’s over. I refuse to stay here to suffer and grieve.
When did you last touch me? When the theatre was closed down.
You needed to suck on a tit out of self-pity.
When was that, can you remember?
I can’t.
Lilith!
You’re going to set the house on fire! - The house!
This fucking shack is more important to you than I am!
No, it isn’t! - You’re lying! - You’re the most important, Lilith.
You’re lying! You’re all liars. I don’t believe you.
You’re a shitty actor. - Give me the bottle. - No, I won’t!
Do you want me to play Lucky for you? – No, I don’t.
I’ll do the one with the hat. - I don’t want you to.
Here’s to Dollar’s memory.
Let’s get acquainted. My name is Joel, and I’m about to play the role of Lucky.
I’m very sorry about what happened to Lucky. - What do you mean?
That he’s gone.
You mean Dollar. Dollar was just a dog, unlike Lucky.
God with white beard outside time without extension
who from the heights of divine apathia divine athambia divine aphasia
loves us dearly with some exceptions for reasons unknown.
I’ll get the hat.
So, God with white beard outside time without extension
who from the heights of divine apathia divine athambia divine aphasia
loves us dearly with some exceptions for reasons unknown
but time will tell and suffers like the divine Miranda
with those who for reasons unknown but time will tell
are plunged in torment plunged in fire
whose fire flames if that continues and who can doubt it
will fire the firmament that is to say blast hell to heaven so blue still and calm
with a calm which even though intermittent is better than nothing but not so fast
and considering that as a result of the labors left unfinished crowned
by the Academy of Anthropometry of Essy-in-Possy
of Testew and Cunard it is established beyond all other
doubt than that which clings to the labors of men
that as a result of the laborsunfinished of Testew and Cunnard it is established
as hereinafter all other doubt as hereinafter
but not so fast
for reasons unknown that as a result of the public works of Puncher and Wattmann
it is established beyond all doubt that in view
of the labors of Fartov and Belcher left unfinished for
reasons unknown of Testew and Cunard left unfinished it is established
what many deny that man in Possy of Testew and Cunard that man in brief
in spite of the strides of alimentation and defecation wastes and pines … - Enough!
How old are you?
Are you sixteen yet?
Seventeen?
A Virgo?
A Scorpio.
You’ll turn eighteen in November?
At the end of October.
Then you have never seen a total eclipse.
You’ll see it tomorrow.
The moon will overshadow the sun.
Seven minutes of breathtaking beauty.
If you watch it without protection, you’ll go blind.
Bare your feet!
Come here, it’s the best view from here.
Apus.
No feet.
That’s why the Bird of Paradise in the sky has no feet either.
The story is the foundation of it all.
We’ll hear your story tomorrow, when your foremother meets the sun.
The one where your roots are.
Let’s go for a walk now.
Nobody knows where my roots are. - Your name reveals them.
My name? I don’t even know the name of my father.
Haven’t you asked your mother? - She won’t tell me.
She says that my father was a bird.
I chose the boreal solitude. That’s the only way.
What about Joel?
Evolution telling us to reproduce. I’d rather choose suicide.
I’d want that, too.
Want what?
I don’t know.
To die?
Where did you put the envelopes?
I hid them.
From whom?
From you. So you wouldn’t snort yourself into a coma.
You don’t have to take every stranger to our chapel.
What’s so bad about an innocent soul looking at your sky atlas?
My sky atlas... The Gates of hell should be painted there.
I will go to a convent.
Lilith!
Lilith!
Lilith!
Amo te, excuso me, I love you. I’m sorry.
Dimitte mihi, gratias tibi! Forgive me. Thank you!
Vera!
Come here! No!
You’re going to Brussels, today.
What are you doing here, you lost little deer?
Non ridere, non lugere, neque detestari, sed intelligere.
Not to mock, not to lament, not to detest, but to understand.
Intelligere! To understand, but not only.
To know in the biblical sense.
To love. Sed amare.
Don’t be afraid. I won’t ask you anything.
I can offer you a ride.
Spinoza spoke of intellectual love.
He was a bachelor and died a virgin.
Spinoza, Kant, Pascal all lived in celibacy.
Like me, Father Theophilus, a shepherd.
The marsh harrier.
Circus aeruginosus.
It’s a Christian project. The Garden of Eden in Brussels.
Paradise without any shadows.
We will breathe life back into nature. We, monks, taxidermists.
The taxidermists of Brussels, but without the evil spirit.
God will forgive us.
He won’t kill anyone in the Garden of Eden.
People should listen to the Word of God.
If people listened more, life would be more pleasing in the eyes of God.
But no, everybody wants to speak.
This morning there was a hearse here.
Timo, old chap! Have two coffees with goat milk ready.
I’m coming with a shy lady.
And something to eat, too, some pies.
You know I only sin at your place.
I’ve had a new dream. Get ready, we’ll arrive soon.
Timo and I went to seminary together. He’s an excellent dream interpreter.
A bell-ringer.
I’m flying on a plane in business class. Behind me sit other passengers, all nuns.
Even the flight attendants are wearing nun’s clothes. There are no monks.
Suddenly I notice it’s not an ordinary plane, but rounder in shape, like an egg.
Without any pilots, no cockpit.
Instead, there was a bird the size of an ostrich locked in a cage,
with the head of a bass.
I recognised the bass head straight away
because it was moving its mouth the way a bass does.
It had something important to say that everyone understood,
but it didn’t speak in words, it was just moving its mouth.
The bird looked like it was about to lay an egg and it was very naked.
I wondered how the nuns felt about seeing that naked body.
Then a flight attendant, a nun, came to apologise about the last egg
she was supposed to fry for me for an omelette,
which had fallen and cracked, and had flowed into the cargo hold
and that she couldn’t get it back until all the luggage had been unloaded.
When are you flying to Brussels? - Tonight.
Then someone from the congregation may die before you get to Belgium.
Maybe I should postpone my flight.
The bird will turn sour. They’ll need a fresh one.
Kaokaveld, en Namibia.
Namibia.
Sí, Kaokoveld.
Machu Picchu, Perú. Lúxor, Egipto.
Desierto del Sáhara, Marruecos.
We’ll have the bill. It’s on me.
The guy’s really seen the world.
He came from Cuba.
He’s been blind since birth.
He said he could see the sun during the eclipse. Its corona.
Yes, one should see the world, otherwise the soul will turn sour.
I envy how much he’s seen of the world.
Youssef, Fidel’s son.
Which Fidel?
Castro, who else?
Castro didn’t have a blind son.
Let’s go now. I can’t be late to the service.
Hello! I am currently not around. So, please just leave your message after the tone.
Namaste.
Listen. I’m on someone else’s phone.
You once said that me being born was just...
I don’t know what to do with that.
I understand you needed...
Not me.
Only books written by you.
I don’t know. I won’t ask about anything anymore.
My lost little deer!
Heino and Elina are inviting you to the church,
and later to the beach to watch the solar eclipse. - Who?
Heino and Elina; their wedding is today.
I can’t. - You should come.
A bird flew into my room. - It’ll fly out again.
Will it manage by itself? - It will. It’s not the first time.
Have they flown in before? - They have.
And later they fly out again? - Yes.
You should come, everyone would like that.
First you go and shoot some pigeons, pluck them,
then keep them in the sun for a few hours. Let them rot a bit.
Then put the carcass on a forked spike and stick it into the bottom of the river.
At night take the flashlight to see it.
If you happen to be at the right place at the right time...
Imagine my wife’s shock when she goes to have a shower in the morning
and finds hundreds of crawfish staring at her from the bathtub.
At the Cayo Largo tournament
I finally realised why the Bay of Pigs was the Bay of Pigs.
It took four men to pull the crawfish out of the water.
Those creatures are the size of pigs.
If you had one of those in your bathroom, anyone would be shocked.
Offer me a cigarillo.
Where is this Sea of Pigs?
Not sea, bay.
The southern coast of Cuba.
Next time I’ll bring one of their creatures along.
You could sell them here.
Put the kids in a decent school.
What’s wrong with their school?
Have they been taught chess?
No, not a single lesson.
Excuse me, miss. I have a proposition.
How about a game of chess?
Raul! We came here to see the solar eclipse.
You can watch it. I’m not interested.
So how about it? - There’s a guy selling glasses.
How many of us are there? Boys!
Boys!
Go get us some glasses, eleven pairs.
Ten. I’ll get mine myself if I need them.
Disculpe, señor. Excuse me, sir.
Tengo una propuesta. I have a proposition.
Jugamos una partida? How about a game of chess?
Por qué no, señor? Why not, sir.
Raúl Capablanca, aquí presente. Raúl Capablanca, present and accounted for.
Youssef Castro, para servirle. Youssef Castro, at your service.
Negros. The black pieces.
E4
E5.
Knight f3.
Knight c6.
Bishop b5.
Boys, look how fast the moon is moving.
Heino, don’t you think we should tell Georgi and the kids
about how things were, and what really happened to you and me.
So what happened? - You know what happened.
Why bring that up? - No, I want to tell the kids how it all happened.
Georgi, I want you to listen... - I am listening.
Look! You can see the edge of the moon.
I met your father at a time when choices were made for us.
Shame had to be suppressed.
Our marriage was first fictitious and only later did we get married for real.
What year was that, Heino? - I don’t remember.
You don’t remember? - I don’t know. I don’t remember anymore.
You don’t remember?
I don’t believe you can’t remember.
Where are you going? - To wash my hands.
Maybe it was true love.
I’m not complaining.
Heino was young then. He worked down in the mines
and took part in swim meets. He was a good swimmer.
After Georgi was born, our son...
He was barely six months old when there was a mine collapse.
And Heino was trapped inside.
They stayed there for five days in the dark and without water.
Nobody knew if they were ever getting out.
Then they were rescued, alive, Heino too.
That’s when he started making those bird sounds.
At first we all thought it was funny, but then it became annoying.
He wouldn’t stop, but continued learning new sounds.
Queen c3.
Queen f6.
Rook h7.
Heino!
Father!
Father!
Father!
Father!
Youssef!
Youssef.
Muestrame tus ojos. Show me your eyes.
Muestrame tus ojos. Show me your eyes.
Oh! Qué bonita eres! Wow! How beautiful you are!
Muestrame tus ojos. Show me your eyes.
Maara. Dear Maara.
Maara... Marita...
I know you can hear what I’m saying.
Sé que estás escuchando... lo que te estoy diciendo aquí y ahora...
And can see that I stole a horse from my father.
Y verás... que he robado el caballo de papá...
I left him a note...
Y he dejado una carta...
Dear father, I took your horse.
Querido padre, he cogido tu caballo...
I’m leaving for a warm country. Far away, to the red fields.
Voy a un país cálido... Bien lejos, donde los campos son rojos...
That’s where I’m going.
That’s where I belong and where my dear Maara belongs.
Allá está mi lugar y es el lugar de Marita...
That’s what my heart tells me. And so does Maara’s heart.
Pues mi corazón lo siente... Y así lo siente el corazón de Marita...
We won’t be hungry. God will keep us safe.
No pasaremos hambre... Que dios nos cuidará...
God will keep us safe, Maara my dear, if we keep ourselves close to God.
Que dios nos cuidará... Marita...
Si nos cuidamos estando cerca de él...
THE MANSLAYER THE VIRIGN THE SHADOW
Translated by Anett Raup Translation revised by Stewart Johnson.
Excerpts from “Waiting for Godot” by Samuel Beckett
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