Marcie odbija ostatnio, nie napisze od czego... no i Martusia zaczela wiersze pisac, no juz jakis czas temu i za rada ulubionego psora pilnuje, zeby pasowaly do definicje sztucznej - sztuki z regolami i rymami... ino nie za bardzo zna sie na tych regolach... ale stara sie jak moze :)
O wymianie... jutro... dzisiaj jestem za bardzo zmeczona...

"Ostatnio"
Nie chce domu z samotnosci
ani dziecka z bezdomnosci
i choc sciezke swa zgubilam
a po drodze oslabilam
sile ducha niezlomnego
oddam w rece wszechwladnego
cala siebie i marzenia
choc niegodne sa spelnienia

Czekam ciagle w samotnosci
w mojej duszy, bezdomnosci
Czy pomoze mi raz w zyciu
zachowanie jej w ukryciu
pisze wiersze malo zgrabne
skladam rymy ciut szkaradne
by uciszyc swe pragnienia
i odegnac bol myslenia

"Recently"
don't want a house though I'm lonely
don't want a child though I'm homeless
though I lost my path
and my souls strength
I'll give to the almighty
oneself with all dreams
thought don't deserve to become the truth

Still waiting in my loneliness
with a homeless soul
Would it help once a lifetime
save it undercover
writing awkward poems
creating clumsy rhymes
to abate my desires
and ward off painful thoughts

Marta is getting crazy last time, won't explain why... but Martusia started to write poems, some time ago and thank too her favorite professor is taking care to write it so it will fit to art definition with all the rules and rhymes... just she doesn't know them very well... but is really trying :)
About the Exchange... tomorrow... today I'm to tired...