sat by the window,
through the snow-stained windowpane,
I saw her lovely figure,
as she walked... passed... passed here...
Kindness threw the veil over me— -
There is one less mortal in this world,
and there will be one more angel in the sky.
I was sitting by the window,
looking through the stained glass of the snow,
I think I saw her figure,
but she didn't walk here... didn't walk here...
(Yang Zi translation)
This is Pessoa of a poem.
Towards the end of "August Photo Studio", the last time the hero sees the heroine, it is through a window... How he wishes her to see himself...
- That's not a window, that's the difference between life and death- —
Every time I see this episode, I always think of this Pessoa poem.
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