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Ilmoita käännösongelmasta
The first drop of water to quench your thirst — may it boil in your bowels.
May the flesh rot off your bones, and fall away putrid before your eyes.
May your limbs wither and the stench of your rotten carcass be too horrible for hungry dogs.
May you fade into nothing, like snow in summer. May you be accursed in the sight of God, and hated by your fellow man.
May you die without a priest. May the Almighty’s curse rest on your children. This, I pray
That you may be burned and scorched.
Bad ending upon you.