Eternity and a Day Page #3

I don't have the time...

Once there, the driver will find you

a taxi to get to the border.

Don't you want to go

to your grandmother's?

# Little exiled bird

# and unhappy

# a foreign country

is happy to have you

# and I long for you

# What can I send you

my little flower? #

Did you say "my little flower"?

Repeat...

What did you say?

The song... Say it again!

I could not leave you like that.

I had to find a solution.

I know what you want,

but I can't leave you like that!

I just can't!

Hello.

A glass of water.

Where can I find a taxi

to take the child to the border?

It won't be easy to find,

the road is terrible.

My son-in-law has a taxi.

Shall I call him?

Yes.

He'll be here in 10 minutes.

Giorgos, 4 rakis

and something to eat!

# If I send you an apple, it'll rot

# If I send you a quince

it'll dry

# a bunch of white grapes

will lose its beads along the way

# I'll send you a tear in a... #

What's wrong?

You're trembling!

Were you afraid of the police?

No.

It's yours.

Remember those words,

on the motorway...

"korphoula mou"?

Do you know what a poet is?

If I had the time, I would tell to you

the story of a poet...

who used to buy words.

I understand.

Let's go. You are going to freeze...

Let's go.

The armed gangs came down to the streets.

The men shot all night.

They entered the houses,

the babies cried...

The empty village...

The passage is up there.

My buddy Slim knew it,

he had already crossed it.

There are a few signs

left by some grown-ups,

some plastic bags

hanging from the trees.

If you don't know it, you get lost.

The snow eats you up.

From a bag to another,

you arrive to a bare plateau.

Slim started screaming...

because I didn't know it

and started walking.

"There are hidden bombs there, bonehead! "

- he tells me.

"Get down! "

I did.

He took a big stone...

and threw it in front of him

then he crouched down

before it fell on the snow.

Nothing happened,

so we advanced up to the stone.

He had me crouch down,

took the stone...

and threw it farther.

I was afraid, I was cold...

We started walking again.

And that way, throwing the stone,

we reached the other side.

We saw the lights far away.

I don't have anybody.

I lied.

I have to leave tomorrow,

I told you.

You've fooled me again!

A sandwich, please!

Thank you.

Don't you ever eat?

Sometimes.

- I know what a poet is.

- Do you?

I see...

Once there was a poet,

last century.

A great poet.

He was Greek...

but he grew up and lived in Italy.

One day, he learned

that the Greek...

who were under the Ottoman,

had put on their weapons

to conquer back their freedom.

Then inside he felt

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