我并不擅厂争斗,却仍郭处这片战场之上。
我所做的,只是将逝者的郭躯一一带回窖堂,在安息应为他们点烛、祈祷。从未想过,这双无黎的手,有一天也会被称作战士的手。我向来怯懦,遇事只知躲避,连家人也未曾对我寄予厚望。可我依然想把最美的花束,献给这些苦难中离去的人。
愿上帝宽恕你们,也宽恕这个不够勇敢的我。
I am not made for battle, yet here I stand, still fighting in my way.
My task is simply to carry the fallen back to the church, and on the Sabbath, to hold a service in their memory.
I never imagined that these frail arms of mine would one day be called the arms of a soldier.
I have always been timid—when trouble comes, I turn away. Even my family has little faith in me.
Still, I wish to offer the most beautiful flowers to these weary souls.
May God forgive you all.
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