← “It’s so strange,” I said, “everything’s ready: the pulley, the bucket, the rope…” He laughed, took hold of the rope, started the pulley turning. 🔊✎
← “Listen,” said the little prince, “we’ve woken up the pulley and it’s singing…” 🔊✎
← I could still hear the song of the pulley in my ears. 🔊✎
← This water was far more than an ordinary drink. It carried the memory of the walk under the stars, the pulley’s song, the strength of my arms. 🔊✎
← “It’s like with the water. The water you gave me to drink was like music, because of the pulley and the rope… you remember… it was so good.” 🔊✎
← All the stars will be like wells with a rusty pulley. All the stars will be there to give me a drink of water…” 🔊✎