I won’t count to ten. I won’t stand watching. I’ll live your beauty. I know what’s right and I’m not afraid of working hard. I’ll share my land and my love for her. I’ll find it in the travelers eyes. I’ll recognize it on my father’s face and in my neighbors words. I’ll reap it with your fruits. I’ll offer them to those who’ll come. I won’t go away. I’ll stay. For you.
Florinda, Guesthouse Peraj, Vermosh