Saline Tea
Kochana moja, już dwadzieścia lat mineło, a wyobrazni do dzisaj z tobą rozmawiam. Marze sie często myśląc o tobie, tak samo jak dawniej, gdy byłem dzieckiem.
Glück gehabt.
Posted in Life by Arthur Brash at July 28th, 2008.
kill all my demons and my angels might die too
Kochana moja, już dwadzieścia lat mineło, a wyobrazni do dzisaj z tobą rozmawiam. Marze sie często myśląc o tobie, tak samo jak dawniej, gdy byłem dzieckiem.
Glück gehabt.
Well, even with the combined efforts of the recently-discussed Poltran as well as a German translator (I went out on a limb there), the post is still a mystery to me. I see only bits and pieces suspended in a fog, like an almost recognizable reflection in a mirror that you reach out to touch, but can’t quite grasp… But then, perhaps it’s simply none of my business. :)
lol, I guess I can help with specific bits if you wish – title is obviously English, body an attempt at Polish, and “signed off” in German… but you know that already. :)