Oh bla bla bla.
Snakey snakes. Ugh. Sunday nochy is a draaag. Should have flown the nest. The children are tucked up in bed though which means mother bird can have a g&t.
HEBREW MOTHER FUCKER: DO YOU SPEAK IT?
Yes. azoy meyn ikh?
(Yiddish more than British?)
gut tak im betage se vaer dis makhazor in beis hakneses trage!
ah oui oui, Es ist gut zu tragen su libro de oración, so I believe.
Es ken zayn, s'ken zayn... a breyre hob ikh? a deyge hob ikh. A khazer blaybt a khazer, alevay. aazv, aazv, aazv, A Gezunt Dir in Pupik… hahaha!
RUUUUUSTY. Yahoody should be ashamed. But isn't.
Isobelle has une tres sheyn name says I; Elisheva Yochana Yaetthon is infinitely better than Isobelle Joanna Monk.
Then the faithful brothers- strong and silent Nadav Sharir and small and sweet little Avinadav Yonatan.
Hebrew is fucking ridiculous. I don’t know enough yid anymore. Welsh is touch and go. Brain is turning into dust.
It’s all just words init? Don’t have to make sense in the end. It’s just words.
Lost in translation.
Only that was a shit film, wasn’t it?