Hello Love
(January 22, 2010)
" Love ... I love you so much ... there ... we will never leave me, you and Mountain
telling me that you did not Luke, was the way you establish a promise. Q uella to live life as tasty to the end, enjoying the freedom that it gave you and cultivating, with en enthusiasm and passion, values and links t are made happy.
Siam or grew up together and slowly Amor has mo ended up div entare one person. INSEP arable, in life and in the mountains, simp re roped and without fear.
Among n or there was an agreement: the first who had gone would leave the task to another to remember. In mo do simple, with love e serenità.
Non avresti mai voluto vedere tutte queste facce tristi. Ed io non so davvero come fare a consolare il cuore di coloro che ti vo gliono bene. Posso solo cercare di regalare a tutti, col sorris o, la bellezza del tuo m essaggio. L'amore per la Natura e quello per gli affetti.
Non ami un alpinista se non ami la montagna. E la montagna è stato il mezzo con cui tu hai raccontato la tua storia: lei ti ha cresciuto, ti ha fatto sognare, ti have fun, you got the friendship and love. And do not you ever made me cry, even in the hardest moments. Because the mountain was for you the joy of life and she has you covered until the end, welcoming you to himself, while doing what he loved most.
Now Luke, as a Ottomila when you go on the top, you have to be light. I'll take your backpack and continue the path we have taken together, our dreams, emotions, joy and celebration after a day of climbing. Toast with friends and planning new releases. Why You always told: do not go mountain climbers to die on the contrary, because they love life and just in contact with Nature, found freedom.
And you know, the ties forged in the mountains are meant to last forever.
Now we're all here for you to promise that we will continue to repeat your ways and walk along the paths that you loved so much. You know Luke, our friends in Nepal are preparing a Puja in your honor, that the Mountain God be with you on this journey.
And I do not fear, you'll always be the or Amor. Among the mountains that were our home, I find myself again and it will be like no sserci and never left.
worry Luke, we will also be a party. But now is the time to sal utarci. It is not easy to find the right words to do it, so I'll give you those, b ellissime, a poet. Are the verses of the Neruda, to whom I entrust my greeting pe r you, with peace in my heart.
All Mia Mor you survive
sopravvivimi If I die with so much pure strength
that you arouse the fury of pale and fre DDO
from south to south up your eyes inde lebili,
sun to sun s uoni the your mouth guitar.
I do not want to falter your laughter or your p axis
not want her to die my heritage of joy,
not knock to my chest, I'm away.
Live in my absence as in a house.
is a home so g mainsails the absence
you enter into it attr averso the walls
and hang iq VERVIEW air.
a house is so transparent as without
lifeless that I'll see you live
and if you suffer, my love, die nu ovamente.
friends ... thanks ... Trips and toast to my good memory.
I am sure that Luke would vol uto Salu Tarvo so
Thanks to all, with heart, for the affection pr ofondo been giving me.
To you, my dearest hug
Leila
