Bar Kreślarzy
Patrz płynie
kolorowych świateł nad Sekwaną sznur.
W dolinie brzmi Paryża nocny śpiew jak świerszczy chór.
Jak noże, czarne ostrza dachów kroją nieba tło.
W nich okno lśni, tam jak i Ty ktoś spać nie może.
Dziś w Chambre de Bonnie bal kreślarzy
kolorowych świateł nad Sekwaną sznur.
W dolinie brzmi Paryża nocny śpiew jak świerszczy chór.
Jak noże, czarne ostrza dachów kroją nieba tło.
W nich okno lśni, tam jak i Ty ktoś spać nie może.
Dziś w Chambre de Bonnie bal kreślarzy
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Writer(s): Stanislaw Staszewski
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