Jess and I met a young Yethma named Ceres in a town we stopped by amidst our travels. Upon Jess's request, she guided us to the site of a monastery that burned down five years ago. As we were setting down some flowers at the site, a young man wielding double blades suddenly appears before us accompanied by a dog. He's cool, strong and handsome... I don't like him, he's like my natural enemy... Who on earth is this guy?
And that's why everyone in the village
treats them like bad omens...
ولهذا السّبب يعاملها الجميع
...في القرية كنذير شؤم
Deswegen betrachten die Dorfleute
sie als Omen des Unglücks
¿Por eso dicen que traen mala suerte
¿Por eso dicen que traen mala suerte
C’est pour ça qu’on dit
qu’ils apportent le malheur,
Per questo al villaggio
dicono che portino sfortuna
E por isso todo mundo no vilarejo
trata eles como trazendo azar?
Поэтому здесь их стали
считать предвестниками беды,