Every Friday we crossed the creek on the little wooden ferry for one dirham, and you counted the gulls out loud like a child.
Joseph, they gave your bunk to a boy from Nepal who doesn't snore.
Çekmeceye bakılıyor…
Çekmeceye bakılıyor…
Joseph için mühürlü bir mektup bekliyor.
Every Friday we crossed the creek on the little wooden ferry for one dirham, and you counted the gulls out loud like a child.
Joseph, they gave your bunk to a boy from Nepal who doesn't snore.
Bu mektubun geri kalanı mühürlü.