Mori

Tak sobie...

Skoncze jutro, spac mi sie chce. / finish tomorrow, i'm sleepy.

Mori

Now when she opened her eyes she was dead as dust
Her jewls were missin' and her heart was bust
So she made a vow lyin' under that tree
That she'd wait for her true love to come set her free
Always waiting for someone to ask for her hand
When out of the blue comes this groovy young man
Who vows forever to be by her side
And that's the story of our own corpse bride

Mori

No chyba nie muszę mówić, kim jest ten pan, ani co robi :>

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Edit 3 - ciągle daleko do końca, ech...