Santa Claus Close at Hand | final version
translated poem:
Mikołaj za pasem (wiatr_w_oczy)
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Moderator: Michał Zabłocki
this year as usual Christmas is December's
though I've hoped that now nobody remembers
that power would be cut, that gas would be short
that Santa would stick, his way would be thwart
alas, look, he has come,his sledge is well-parked
my hopes for peace are gone, as Christmas embarked
a master of disguise he turned in the end
I don't know since when he's been close Dear Friend
though I've hoped that now nobody remembers
that power would be cut, that gas would be short
that Santa would stick, his way would be thwart
alas, look, he has come,his sledge is well-parked
my hopes for peace are gone, as Christmas embarked
a master of disguise he turned in the end
I don't know since when he's been close Dear Friend
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