Rev. Absalon Pederssøn:
There is nothing so quiet as a heart that has ceased to beat.
Martin:
Shall we ever find each other again?
Anne Pedersdotter:
Who shall prevent it?
Martin:
The dead.
Anne Pedersdotter:
I see through my tears, but no one comes to wipe them away.复制复制成功复制失败，请手动复制
