Today, Dear Trippers | final version
translated poem:
(IPOGS, Walls) Dzisiaj, droga wycieczko, nie
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Jarosław Burgieł
Today, dear trippers,
we won't see Hamlet's father
in Elsinore, as it is raining.
The ghost fears creaking armour
and rust gaining.
we won't see Hamlet's father
in Elsinore, as it is raining.
The ghost fears creaking armour
and rust gaining.
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