:13:01
I'm used to it. I work here.
:13:05
You'II get used to it if you stay.
:13:08
I'II be gone
before I get used to it.
:13:10
We have a fIashIight.
The eIectricity is off.
:13:15
''lf yu cme t my huse...''
:13:18
What?
:13:20
''Oh, kind ne, bring me the lamp
:13:23
''and a windw thrugh which
:13:25
''l can watch the crwd
in the happy street.''
:13:29
What?
:13:30
Nothing, it was a poem.
:13:33
How oId are you?
:13:36
Sixteen.
:13:37
Sixteen. Have you been to schooI?
:13:40
Yes.
:13:42
- For how Iong?
- Five years.
:13:44
Five years.... That's good.
:13:46
Do you know Forough?
:13:52
Yes.
:13:53
- Who is she?
- Gohar's daughter.
:13:56
No, the one I'm taIking about
is a poet.
:14:01
What's your name?
:14:07
Can't you teII me?
:14:09
It doesn't matter.
:14:11
Okay, I'II recite a poem to you.
:14:13
It wiII occupy us whiIe you miIk.
:14:22
You won't answer me?
:14:25
Go ahead.
:14:27
I was saying that...
:14:30
''ln my night, s brief, alas
:14:33
''The wind
is abut t meet the leaves.''
:14:37
Do you understand that?
:14:40
The two are meeting.
:14:43
It's Iike when you went
to see Yossef.
:14:47
At the weII.
:14:48
At the weII?
:14:50
Bravo.
:14:53
''My night s brief is filled
with devastating anguish.
:14:58
''Hark!
:14:59
''D yu hear the whisper
f the shadws?''