Andrzej Bogucki - A mnie jest szkoda lata

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My wife scolded me today, she said that I crybaby that stupid.
That shame for me blush, when will finally wise up once.
And the funny thing was the background: I have asked, let them buy strawberries.
- Zdziecinniałeś - he says - in the autumn?
- It's Fall? How are you this time!

I sighed: no see, after summer after summer, the sun, my God!
Already the world starts to gray outside, well, light pants I put probably not.
Sure the rains begin and rainy weather, for it was she, I'm sorry, idiot!
I smiled, tell yourself healthy, you know her, and I know her.

Bo is a pity me years and years of golden memories,
Let them saying stupid of me, and me is grief.
Outside, gray, sad, and even a month ago
The weather, green, sun, really sorry.

It's as if someone had suddenly passed away the most expensive
I took the joy, laughter, tears and left.
For me it is a shame people years and sorrow, and the sky,
After the sad autumn mist flow.

A man's salary is more than the poor: a thousand per month - not much.
But in the summer of a thousand, a sum! You can for her to live like a king.
The sun warms, tan for free, you have the Vistula free every Sunday,
Birds give a free concert, do not even want to eat or drink.

Autumn, of course, is beautiful, rich, varied and full of color.
But where, where the autumn to summer, for the July, August nights!
Very soon, and winter comes, full of snow, blizzard, blizzard.
And me in the head strawberries and nonsense, a concert and the Vistula, and the forest.

A pity me is years and years of golden memories,
Let them say stupid of me, and me is grief.
Outside, gray, sad, and even a month ago
The weather, green, sun, really sorry.

It's as if someone had suddenly passed away the most expensive
I took the joy, laughter, tears and left.
For me it is a shame people years and sorrow, and the sky,
After the sad autumn mist flow.