Nothing Will I Produce | final version
translated poem:
(IPOGS, Walls) Nic nie spłodzę
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Lidia Mikocka-Rosińska
Nothing will I produce
It is big emptiness
Feeling heart-ache, hope bereft
Why did I want it all
Only bare wall will be left
It is big emptiness
Feeling heart-ache, hope bereft
Why did I want it all
Only bare wall will be left
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