The singer sings beautifully.
The boy plays very well.
Do Polski sobie przyleciałem na tydzień. Straszyli, że zimno, ale jest porównywalnie.
To jest również informacja dla uczniów, którzy jeszcze nie skorzystali z mojej oferty dydaktycznej. Prowadzę coś w rodzaju "blended teaching" lub, jeśli ktoś woli inne określenie hybrid względnie mixed-mode courses.
Polega to, w moim przypadku, na tym, że większość lekcji odbywa się przez Internet, ale jeden raz w miesiącu spotykamy się face-to-face, o ile uczeń mieszka w Warszawie.
Poniżej skopiowałem słowa:
Beyond the horizon of the place we lived when we were young
In a world of magnets and miracles
Our thoughts strayed constantly and without boundary
The ringing of the division bell had begun
In a world of magnets and miracles
Our thoughts strayed constantly and without boundary
The ringing of the division bell had begun
Along the Long Road and on down the Causeway
Do they still meet there by the Cut
Do they still meet there by the Cut
There was a ragged band that followed in our footsteps
Running before times took our dreams away
Leaving the myriad small creatures trying to tie us to the ground
To a life consumed by slow decay
Running before times took our dreams away
Leaving the myriad small creatures trying to tie us to the ground
To a life consumed by slow decay
The grass was greener
The light was brighter
When friends surrounded
The nights of wonder
The light was brighter
When friends surrounded
The nights of wonder
Looking beyond the embers of bridges glowing behind us
To a glimpse of how green it was on the other side
Steps taken forwards but sleepwalking back again
Dragged by the force of some sleeping tide
At a higher altitude with flag unfurled
We reached the dizzy heights of that dreamed of world
To a glimpse of how green it was on the other side
Steps taken forwards but sleepwalking back again
Dragged by the force of some sleeping tide
At a higher altitude with flag unfurled
We reached the dizzy heights of that dreamed of world
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