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Jestem na levelu Zośka, a wy?

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Jestem na levelu Zośka, a wy?




So here's a translation:

Levels of your self-esteem

Level Alek

You love life, forests, bike and writing letters.

If you could you'd laugh at jokes such as cowboy hat, to small gestapo's trousers or Zośka's face all the time.

Walking sunshine, even when it rains you're happy to say that God is peeing on us all.

Everyone loves you.


Level Rudy

The World is a poem and you're a romantic poet.

You draw nooses, but you don't know whether they're for nazis or for you.

Oasis of piece and beauty, everybody who you meet loves you.

You spend your life reading books, picking flowers and collecting the tears of your enemies.

Just kidding you don't have any, you're too sweet.


Level Zośka

No one comes up to you without a stick, but everybody wants to hug you.

Your seriousness serves as overweight.

You spend your time thinking of ways for a quick death.

Everybody can count on you, also they're counting down days to your funeral. And so do you.

Despite that you get a lot of fame and glitter. Not love.

(The last two lines are a poor translation of a great joke, but I have no idea how can I really translate it..?)


I'm at level Zośka, and you?

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