Take off all the world's filth. Wash away your shame, rub away the evil gathered at your elbows, soften your thickened humiliation. Wash all the curses out of your hair, rinse the hate from your eyes. Leave here the bent nails of avarice, forget the foul burden of a guilty conscience. From today on, you are pure. From today on, you are clean. From today on, we forgive you. The savage gaze of the naked woman on the pyre is fixed on her daughter who, covered in her mother's fine ashes, whispers softly Our Mother who art in Heaven.
(Translated by Oana Ionescu / University of Bucharest, Faculty of Foreign Languages and Literatures, MTTLC, year I / Corrected by prof. dr. Nadina Vișan / Edited by Silvia Petrescu, coordinator of the translations)
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