I’m lying in the cushion in front of the window,
with a blanket on my knees,
I’ve a little fever.
Fields,
wonderful fields,
and Çamlıca hill I can see.
The weather is so calm.
Voices echo dreadfully.
They are cultivating a field next to our garden.
Two oxen,
a man draws in front,
and another man drives the plough from behind.
The earth [...]