Wolde e laɓɓingol sariya, tuma nde ɓernde hawri e «On Tigi» nde heɓi caggal jamaanu

Alaa huunde ɓurnde muusde waqtu nde a woni e dewgal ngal anndaaka, ngal woni e ɓoggi, a muññii haa gasii — e jaka a yeɗii neɗɗo e laawol maa, a faami e ɓernde maa fof: ko kanko woni on tigi. Ko jarribo ngoo woni ɗo ƴeewndee goonga teddungal aade.

Wonɓe e ndee sahaa accoo rafi, njahda e fenaande e jaggital, ɓe ndooña galle maɓɓe jooni oo e kadi jiɗe keso njamndi. Gasgol ndee daawal ina hulaa sahaa fof: yimɓe ɓe ndewondirnoo ɓe ɗiɗo e nder leeso gooto, ndaña ɓerɗe goɗɗe, ndonta ayɓe tiiɗɓe, heblaniiɓe warde goɗɗe, tawi hakkunde maɓɓe sukaaɓe ina mbaɗa e tampere.

But there is another path — the path of an inner moral code, when you simply cannot allow yourself to step into a new relationship through a lie, no matter how much your heart aches. You choose purity and step back. And then life once again parts you onto different shores — until you both grow and become truly free. Sometimes, after such pain, a person closes up so deeply that they are afraid to try again. And sometimes fate, having waited for the hour of purity and freedom, brings two grown souls back together — now without shadow and without barriers.