Vor einer Woche starb meine Freundin.
Wir kannten uns seit der Schule, haben uns unseren Liebeskummer erzählt,
und Freude und Kummer miteinander geteilt.
Wir haben unsere Ausbildung zusammen gemacht.
Sie machte mich zur Patin ihrer Tochter.
Es gibt nur wenige Menschen die mir so nahe stehen und mich so gut kennen wie sie es tat.
Sie fiel einfach um und starb.
Sie war immer für andere da, der großzügigste Mensch den ich kenne.
Sie hat sich um alle gekümmert, nur auf sich selber hat sie nicht gut achtgegeben.
Kurz bevor sie starb, kaufte sie sich eine Postkarte die noch an ihrer Pinnwand hängt,
darauf steht:
"Ich bin nicht weg, ich komme nur nicht wieder."
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A week ago my friend died.
We knew each other since schooldays, we told us our heartaches,
and shared our joy and sorrows,
We studied together.
And she made me the godmother of her daughter.
There are few people who are that close to me and know me so well than she did.
She just fell down and died.
She has been always there for other people, the most generous person I know.
She took care of everybody, but she didn´t take good enough care for herself.
Shortly before she died, she bought a postcard that still is on her pinboard,
it says:
We knew each other since schooldays, we told us our heartaches,
and shared our joy and sorrows,
We studied together.
And she made me the godmother of her daughter.
There are few people who are that close to me and know me so well than she did.
She just fell down and died.
She has been always there for other people, the most generous person I know.
She took care of everybody, but she didn´t take good enough care for herself.
Shortly before she died, she bought a postcard that still is on her pinboard,
it says:
"I'm not gone, I am just not coming back."
