Remember the departed ... Beloved, good .. eternal.
This memory is a priceless gift, only intended for us.
It is a pity that neither the experience nor the time heals the pain of loss:
Each new blow is as scary as the first blow.
And let the heart feel that the memory of oblivion is bitter,
Let the sick soul exhaust from knife wounds,
Remember the departed ... Tearlessly, without honor .. silently,
With kindness and warmth, as they recall the living.