Near the walnut tree, I put the oaken table from my grandfather, it's my favorite. On the table, the vase of flowers I brought from Paris. I will pick some flowers later to put in it. Next to it there are two chairs for whoever needs to sit down. On the fence, at the entrance, I hung the big carpet from the living room. It was hard when I brought it inside as well. Now I stopped to watch together with everyone else, even more people gathered. The sun is out as well. This is all I am left with. There might be more inside of the house. But it is smoking a little more.
(Translated by Mălina Ţîru / University of Bucharest, Faculty of Foreign Languages and Literatures, MTTLC, year II / Corrected by Silvia Petrescu, coordinator of the translations)
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