Magyar Poems
Hungarian poems, translated or written by mc losh. Read by you.
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Ember: küzdj és bízva bízzál!
Bóbita
(untitled)
Somewhere in Europe
shame
Friday, 17 October 2025
Somewhere in Europe
We'll survive, even death, is
What I think you whispered
When he came, as in a game
To slay the youth that we became;
Both unknown, so alone, I
Thought as we stepped on bus home
Somewhere there, in Europe where,
Sunshine spills on hills unknown.
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