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2 ZLOTY THAT WAS WORTH ITS PRICE
Latte z automatu. Ciepły kubek z papieru w dłoni i chłód przedwiośnia wokół.
I chociaż szybkim krokiem przez park, już spóźniona,
Na chwilę ogarnia mnie londyńskie uczucie
Walking down whatever street they have there
In the centre of all
With a being dexterity to do it all
My long scarf keeping me warm
Nothing holding be back
With music in my head
Had it been Starbucks Caramel eM and, let say, this place or this one,
It would've been bette'
Bu' I had only 2 zloty
And I laughed at myself
And I laughed at myself
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