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Description

- Is there still, much road to walk?

- Are you so impatient boy? Don't you see the marvels a nuestro alrededor?

- Yes... they are just flowers! Some insects... bees... and grass! it itchy!

- No! this is not any field of flowers! This are the gift they planted in his honour! This is his tomb!

- Woaaaaa...

- Yes! observe!

A heavenly sound gets to me,

almost like the warbles of a bird,

where the high meadows are found,

and the lilacs cover the ground.

There alone rises in between,

in circumspect solitude,

made of an ancient stone,

the Iriial-se, the sacred one.

Description

- Is there still, much road to walk?

- Are you so impatient boy? Don't you see the marvels a nuestro alrededor?

- Yes... they are just flowers! Some insects... bees... and grass! it itchy!

- No! this is not any field of flowers! This are the gift they planted in his honour! This is his tomb!

- Woaaaaa...

- Yes! observe!

A heavenly sound gets to me,

almost like the warbles of a bird,

where the high meadows are found,

and the lilacs cover the ground.

There alone rises in between,

in circumspect solitude,

made of an ancient stone,

the Iriial-se, the sacred one.