“Three Loves“ (Trzy miłości); - Sława Przybylska (7)

Three Loves Bulat Okudzhava First love runs like a wind, trembling with anxiety Second love knows life and sneers at that first one But that third one, as a coward, turns the key in the door having her things already packed up. First war -- hang ! It’s been so many years... Second war -- world is still looking for due punishment But for that third one which wants to break our days You will be blamed one day, you will be blamed.
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