The Bookseller of Samarkand

Far away, where the Silk Road wound through dusty mountains, lay the city of Samarkand. In the evenings, its bazaar smelled of cardamom, warm bread and freshly dyed cloth. A boy named Aram lived in a small mud-brick courtyard behind the camel market.

Narrated in Swedish, English, Norwegian

Read-along text in English, Swedish, Norwegian, Danish, Finnish, German and Spanish.