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English to Latvian: Snippet from my In Bruges translation General field: Art/Literary Detailed field: Cinema, Film, TV, Drama
Source text - English There's a Christmas tree somewhere in London with a bunch of presents underneath it, that will never be opened. And i thought if i survive all this, i'll go to that house, apologize to the mother there and accept whatever punishment she chose for me. Prison, death - it didn't matter. Because at least in prison and at least in death i wouldn't be in fucking Bruges! But then, like a flash, it came to me. And i realized - fuck, man, maybe that's what hell is! The entire rest of eternity spent in fucking Bruges! And i really, really hoped i wouldn't die. I really, really hoped i wouldn't die.
Translation - Latvian
Kaut kur Londonā ir Ziemassvētku eglīte, zem kuras ir pilns ar dāvanām, kuras nekad neizsaiņos. Nodomāju, ka, ja izdzīvošu, es došos uz to namu, atvainošos mātei un pieņemšu tādu sodu, kādu viņa izvēlēsies. / Cietums, nāve – nav svarīgi, jo tad es būtu cietumā, vai beigts, nevis nolādētajā Brigē. / Bet tad es pēkšņi atskārtu… velns, vecīt – varbūt tāda arī ir elle… atlikusī mūžība Brigē. / Un es ļoti cerēju, ka nenomiršu. Ļoti, ļoti cerēju, ka nenomiršu.
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