The worst pain in the world is that you are a stranger in your own home, everything is available and you are deprived of them, you feel in your own house that people do not let you go, you think very
bitterly, they dont even count you in the crowd,
but when you leave, those people make you a pure myth , you become a hero when your body goes underground . When you leave, those people make you a pure myth , you become a hero, when your body goes to the ground,
everyone tells you about you and your goodness, that you are empty between them, even the one that was bad, will be with you for a lifetime after your death, how kind to you, O people, tell me why we should be dead-worshippers?! Why dont we leave this outward affection for the one who is alive?
But when you go, those people make you a pure myth, you become a hero
