Rekopis znaleziony w Saragossie
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:59:00
We're cold, it is us,
your mistresses.

:59:05
Go back to your gallows,
I want to get some sleep!

:59:09
You sneer at us,
because you're in a chapel!

:59:12
But come join us
out in the graveyard.

:59:15
At your service.
:59:17
But tomorrow!
:59:49
I can see you're nervous,
my son.

:59:56
And it's not surprising.
1:00:00
Last night, wicked spirits
were up to terrible mischief.

1:00:05
The goats
were bleating.

1:00:08
Devils may assume
various forms, my son.

1:00:14
They somehow stay away
from me, Father.

1:00:18
I can see you still have faith,
but I'm worried

1:00:22
you won't be able
to keep it.

1:00:24
I will, I will.
1:00:29
I don't want to keep you
any longer.

1:00:33
You have a long journey.
1:00:36
By the day after tomorrow,
1:00:38
you'll have crossed
the Sierra Morena.

1:00:40
You'll find some supplies
by your saddle.

1:00:43
What's the shortest way
to Madrid?

1:00:48
I have never been to Madrid,
my son.

1:00:51
I know, however,
you have to go...

1:00:56
that way.
1:00:59
Thank you...

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