"Again and again, however, we know the language of love, and the little churchyard with its lamenting names and the staggeringly secret abyss in which others find their end: again and again the two of us go out under the ancient trees, make our bed again and again between the flowers, face to face with the skies" - Rainer Maria Rilke, "Again And Again, However We Know The Landscape Of Love"
Namun lagi dan lagi kita mengenal bahasa cinta, dan halaman gereja kecil disana,
dengan nama-nama menyedihkan dan jurang rahasia menakutkan tempat orang lain menemukan akhir mereka:
lagi dan lagi kita berdua berjalan keluar menuju pepohonan tua,
berbaring lagi dan lagi di antara bunga, berhadap-hadapan dengan langit
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