He Sits on the Spring Window Sill | final version
translated poem:
(IPOGS, Walls) Siada na parapecie wiosny
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jakub mistral
He sits on the spring window sill
all grey with the day,
wingless,
his legs hanging
till the very April.
all grey with the day,
wingless,
his legs hanging
till the very April.
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