So Spring Fell Ill | final version
translated poem:
(IPOGS, Walls) I zachorowało się wiośnie,
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Ula eM
So Spring fell ill
the grass is venomously green
the buds aren't aware of anything.
Do not touch Spring, go along,
keep the distance.
the grass is venomously green
the buds aren't aware of anything.
Do not touch Spring, go along,
keep the distance.
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