Sleep without the fragrance of her hair next to him was impossible.

They slept profoundly, desperately, greedily, as though for the last time, as though they had been condemned to stay awake forever and had to drink in all the sleep in the world during these last hours.

From the dark end of the street -- To the bright side of the road -- We'll be lovers once again on the -- Bright side of the road

Lovers lying two by two / Ask not whom they sleep beside, / And the bridegroom all night through / Never turns him to the bride.

Gossip spreads because people have nothing to do! Get yo life chile!

Birth, life, and death -- each took place on the hidden side of a leaf.