A review by slothpaced
Jamila by Chingiz Aïtmatov

4.0

it was the song of the steppes and the mountains, at times brightly soaring like the kyrgyz mountains, at times vastly rolling like the kazakh steppes. my lonely darling... i've loved you for a long time. i loved you and waited for you even before i knew you and you came, as if you knew i was waiting...