sometimes there isn't a translation
ich weiss, was gutes Leben ist.
Standing in the kitchen, black tea in one hand and a wooden spoon stirring Bratkartoffel in the other, looking out to a quickly whitening world. In this moment there is no where else I'd rather be.
Standing in the kitchen, black tea in one hand and a wooden spoon stirring Bratkartoffel in the other, looking out to a quickly whitening world. In this moment there is no where else I'd rather be.