like a only life

every moning here they all come to the little market - for the new newspaper and bread. each one. every moning i come back from the sea - at the time my new family just open thir eyes. chouse papers otside. enter the dark shop

- gün aidın. ne isterıyersunuz?
- güm aıdyn. *Sabah* ve *Posta*. ve yekmek tabi ki.
- buyurun. iyi günlar.

then i go by the road - looking my shadow on the burned earth.