Vietnamese
Her name – Tosca. Fly and bring me the sorrow, grief, a prominent devchinu. Let it be your jack Vietnamese twist, let the servant of God for me, the servant of God (name) is suffering. Let the grieving would be missed, my name is from the language would not take. Whether rain, hail will, no words of my cherished not interrupt. My words to be. Case be made.
In truth I said. Amin.Zagovor on the skin, so dear to you sew in the store to buy a spool of black thread and a coil of white. (Must buy a waning moon.) Threads are needed to put in his pockets. White, a usually black, to the left. Then you need to go to the cemetery among the graves to find the grave where buried a woman with your name.
Black coil need to put at the feet of the deceased, a white – in the head. Leave a coil at the cemetery for a period of nine days. After that, white threads (A few stitches) to sew on the right cuff of a shirt of your beloved, and black – in the left leg (on bottom). Then attach the shirt to pants and say: At the cemetery, the cemetery, the grass grows dry, the grass is not grass, a bitter anguish. Bitter anguish, bitter as separation, more boring than boredom. I sewed a bitter sorrow, the grave, now and forever the servant of God (name) to himself, the servant of God (name).