Chagall gives news and asks Bella Chagall.
Rough translation: My dear little birds. Have you forgotten your little daddy? Would you be busy with yourself? I understand. There is so much to do. How are you, Bellotchka? Your belly etc. Are you yearning? Write! Look, I'm an exemplary husband "far got a far laten" (Yiddish?) I write while having coffee. And you, do you drink coffee? When ? You have to see that, better than the letters. But also write. I strongly kiss you.