Below is the lyrics of the song Tępa Blondyna , artist - Maryla Rodowicz with translation
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Maryla Rodowicz
Stoi na stacji tepa blondyna
Ani nie gada, ani nie kima,
Chetna po prostu, chetna na klina
O popelina, o popelina.
Nie chce na tace, nie chce do kina,
Troche na bace tepa blondyna.
Nikt jej nie mwi: «moja jedyna»
O popelina, o popelina.
W jednej kieszeni stare bilety,
W drugiej kieszeni rybne filety.
Daby jej smyku szklaneczke wina
O popelina, o popelina.
Nie ma kuzynki ani kuzyna,
Nie zna Parya ani Londyna.
Wiat jej smakuje jak saharyna
O popelina, o popelina.
Sunie przez ycie kroczek za krokiem,
A ycie nie chce zagra na zwoke.
Czasem popacze, czasem przeklina
O popelina, o popelina.
Pewnego ranka ruszy po szynach,
Sama jak palec tepa blondyna.
Tak sie wspaniale wolno zaczyna
O popelina, o popelina.
O popelina — tepa blondyna.
O popelina — tepa blondyna.
O popelina — tepa blondyna.
O popelina — tepa blondyna.
O popelina — tepa blondyna.
He's standing at the blonde's tepa station
He neither talks nor talks,
She just wanted a wedge
About poplin, about poplin.
I don't want trays, I don't want to go to the cinema,
A bit on the blonde's head.
Nobody says to her: "my only"
About poplin, about poplin.
Old tickets in one pocket,
Fish fillets in the other pocket.
Give her a glass of wine
About poplin, about poplin.
There is no cousin or cousin
He doesn't know Paris or London.
Its wind tastes like saharin
About poplin, about poplin.
I glide through life step by step,
And life does not want to joke.
Sometimes he will cry, sometimes he will swear
About poplin, about poplin.
One morning it will ride the rails
Alone as a blonde dick's finger.
This is how it begins wonderfully slowly
About poplin, about poplin.
About poplin - blond tepa.
About poplin - blond tepa.
About poplin - blond tepa.
About poplin - blond tepa.
About poplin - blond tepa.
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