Ripe Pears Will Fall on the Ground | final version
translated poem:
(IPOGS, Walls) Na ziemię spadną dojrzałe
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Ripe pears will fall on the ground,
the sun will lit the sky,
you'll hear a blackbird, thrush, oriole
someday...
when it ends
the sun will lit the sky,
you'll hear a blackbird, thrush, oriole
someday...
when it ends
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