LETTERS TO DESTINY © 2012

Long live the theater, even when dead, live!

For the dead also live,

On the stages where history is remade,

Where memories find a new voice and express themselves.

Each scene, each act, a resurrection,

Characters, once forgotten,

Returning to life, with emotion,

In an eternal cycle of revived echoes.

The theater is life that never fades,

Even when the curtains fall,

In the hearts that felt it,

The dead rise up and love all.

Long live the theater, for it is the soul,

That, even in death, shines and screams,

For in art, time is suspended,

And even the dead find infinite dreams.

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