The Glass Empty to the Brim | final version
translated poem:
(IPOGS, Walls) Szkło puste po brzegi
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Anna Wiązowska
The glass empty to the brim
asks for more,
and my friend with his whim
tells me what a hand can hold.
All the litre bottle to pour!
asks for more,
and my friend with his whim
tells me what a hand can hold.
All the litre bottle to pour!
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