The Egyptian

The EGYPTIAN

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Today, the glory of ancient Egypt,

are the ruins and ashes.

And that, most of all

ancient civilizations of the earth

was full of darkness

and mystery.

These monuments powerful

tell of a people,

that once ruled the world.

The creators of a civilization

never surpassed in beauty and splendor.

But the Egyptians were not only

builders of monuments ...

were also humans and no

little different from us.

This is the story of a man

who lived in ancient

Land of the Nile.

Thirty-three centuries.

I, Sinuhe the Egyptian

I write this ...

in my place of exile,

the shores of the Red Sea.

There is on earth,

a place more desolate.

Soon the jackals

and the vultures

make a poor meal

what's left of me.

No monument marks

my place of rest.

Just leave it:

The story of my life.

I have lived fully and deeply.

I experienced the passion, sin

and even murder.

Is that you must judge me.

Have to weigh,

good versus evil,

passion against tenderness,

crime against charity,

pleasure against pain.

I started life as

and I'm done:
himself.

Sailed alone in the heart of the Nile ...

in a boat of reeds and tar

and tied with us as a hunter.

It was thus used to Thebes

get rid of their unwanted children.

I grew up on the seafront of the city ...

the house of my parents,

I had rescued from river.

My father had lived there

by choice ...

because he was also by choice,

doctor of the poor of the city.

The rich he could get

high fees ...

Because at Thebes

he was the only master

in the ancient art of head open.

Prepare a little more wine

with medicine.

Afraid, Sinuhe?

Good

It should never fear death.

In our office, death

is a usual companion.

But this time we deceive.

Look.

This tiny sliver of bone

is pressing the brain.

When removing it,

he will speak again.

walk and live.

Why father? Why?

Nobody knows.

From the beginning he avoided

entire company.

I used to wander alone

the Nile ...

Until the day came

entering the School of Life

At the School of Life ...

young people were trained

chosen from Egypt.

Future scientists and philosophers,

statesmen and generals.

All learning of Egypt,

was based on the custody of the Gods.

For ten years, to serve them in school

and won the right

being called a doctor.

I learned to bend my body

before them

that was all.

My mind still

was the question:

Why?

Sinuhe ...

care, the priests!

The health of our colleague

school Horemheb

The best fencer,

the best rider ...

the athlete faster and

the strongest fighter.

and also the first to say that.

If you speak well of yourself,

nobody will do it for you.

I learned this from the Gods.

They drank for who I am,

now drink so I will be.

For the day will come that will bear

Whip Golden

and you all will lead to war.

Hey, is not drinking, my friend.

- Wine!

- He's had enough.

Never enough for friends.

He finishes the night in some gutter

with his throat cut.

You are under my protection.

When your future!

Look at the doctor's brilliant!

This disease of dizziness.

Can I help you?

The same as always.

Do not throw things at my friend!

It's alive!

Who is he?

A stubborn fool, but is

my best friend.

So take him home.

A maid in a tavern does not give orders

the son of Falcon.

The son of a manufacturer of cheese!

Take it home!

Good evening, doctor!

Your friend is a fool,

not you.

Why does not anyone answer me

when I ask "why"?

Come, let us

How did she know that your

father was a manufacturer of cheese?

The queen of cities,

Thebes of the hundred gates ...

capital of the world.

After my graduation

School of Life

established myself as

doctor on the coast ...

away from the house of my father ...

so as not to steal his patients.

But I found that

even the poorest of patients ...

come to port

a doctor so young.

I had to go into the streets, look for them.

It's too late for that.

Come here in the shade.

Here, sit down!

Can I help you.

In some cases blindness

can be cured with a needle.

No doctor can

catch my eye.

My first love started

when I drank a pitcher of beer,

and the filling of a new

way that displeased him.

And what is your problem?

Nothing, I'm as strong as

My name is Kaptah,

and decided to be his servant.

Even if I needed one,

could not pay,

and even that could not be

a ragged beggar.

Can be ragged,

but I'm smart.

I am strong and friendly ...

know and read.

You are absolutely right, I am

a poor set up.

But it is a poor doctor

and not find anything better.

Obey their orders ...

can beat me when

there is a reason ...

in return I will steal from you,

when there is a reason too.

Then admits he is a thief?

We are all thieves. Only

rogue deny it.

I will improve your reputation.

People will say:

"Should be a good doctor

since they can afford a servant "

With an eye?

Everyone will say:

"Must be a bad doctor

since it did not heal his own creation "

I will say that when I bought

me was totally blind,

and recovered

half of my vision.

Love you!

Love you!

Love, love!

Master, come quick!

Come quick!

Look! It's your chance!

I told him he would make his reputation.

Come on everybody!

Come here and watch!

Summer wonders what his

eyes ever beheld.

The Gods in person, taught

his art my master.

He knows the ancient spells and

and potions of our ancestors.

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