Румата Талентосо Де Доадор - Letters of North and

Марина Чиянова
Orlando


Here's THE WORD, Marietta.


Like a medicine your speech gives me

Youthful fervor.

Goddess of my glory..

Gaining strength.

My eyes are just  fogged by your beauty.

Marietta, I'm waiting for an answer.


***

Marietta


Thank you for the WORD,

But, Orlando, I have to confess...

We will part - and very, very soon,

I can't stay with you...


A curse hangs over me for a long time -

I ruin everyone I love.

Their troubles overtake them, misfortunes...

For a long time I then torture myself.


It hurts, I know everything,

But you can do it - and I believe you will be happy.

Finally, I gently hug you...

I hope you forget me...


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