The Second Killing of Carp | final version
translated poem:
Drugie zabicie karpia (Michał Zabłocki)
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Moderator: Michał Zabłocki
Bath full of water
Water fills the bath
Morning toilet hotter
For winter chill wrath
The carp is left cold
Cold as fish can be
Let's party all told
Let kings come to see
Move on, my old carp
Kings have good ears
You lack faith so sharp
You with your fears
That's a little catch
With big bait on hook
Don't let despair hatch
It's not Christmas look
Water fills the bath
Morning toilet hotter
For winter chill wrath
The carp is left cold
Cold as fish can be
Let's party all told
Let kings come to see
Move on, my old carp
Kings have good ears
You lack faith so sharp
You with your fears
That's a little catch
With big bait on hook
Don't let despair hatch
It's not Christmas look
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