所以每次我提起他的时候，都像我现在这样，想使他复活过来，我感到非常悲伤，非常空虚，就好像我站在悬崖峭壁上，我必须默不作声地站着，或者喝口酒壮壮胆子。

So every time I try to talk about him, to bring him back to life, as I'm doing now, I feel a great sadness, an emptiness, as if I were on a cliff, and I have to be silent, or else drink.

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