In my first week in this country you saw me shivering at the bus stop in a cotton kameez, and wrapped your own scarf round my neck.
Ruth, nobody had told me English winters were wet as well as cold.
Buscando en el cajón…
Buscando en el cajón…
Una carta sellada espera a Ruth.
In my first week in this country you saw me shivering at the bus stop in a cotton kameez, and wrapped your own scarf round my neck.
Ruth, nobody had told me English winters were wet as well as cold.