Well, After All... | final version
translated poem:
no przecież (noemat)
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Moderator: Michał Zabłocki
hi there, lend me some sugar
I ran out of milk as well
I need bread, salt, some water
so close to the shops you dwell
you can't be a pinch-penny
my neighbour from flat sixteen
I will pay you back, honest,
till Christmas, I am not mean
I ran out of milk as well
I need bread, salt, some water
so close to the shops you dwell
you can't be a pinch-penny
my neighbour from flat sixteen
I will pay you back, honest,
till Christmas, I am not mean
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