No Junket, No Mullede Wine to Deal | final version
translated poem:
(IPOGS, Walls) Na nic hipokras, melszpajzy
-
Josele Levi
No junket, no mulled wine to deal
during that intellectual reel.
No discourse of such sweet feel
or the nicest words of appeal
can all be chiselled so real.
during that intellectual reel.
No discourse of such sweet feel
or the nicest words of appeal
can all be chiselled so real.
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Chapeau bas!