"The Dead"

Edgar Allan Poe was a nineteenth-century American poet, novelist, and literary critic.

Your soul will feel lonely

The sadness of being surrounded by gloomy tombstones -

No one from your neighbors will come to inquire

Your secret and unannounced death anniversary;

Please keep silent when you are alone.

That loneliness is not loneliness - because

There are people standing in front of you when you are alive.

Their souls will now

surround you again - their thoughts

will eclipse you: - rest in peace.

The night - although clear - will frown -

The stars will not look down on people and dust,

will not shine from the high constellations The bright heaven

casts the light of hope for the world of chaos -

But those red spheres, although they have no brilliance,

for your difficulties and your fatigue,

It will be like a burning ball,

_It will surround you forever and ever.