Poetry

Sveiki

Tikriausiai visi zinot holel california daina. Musu barako poetas sukure Ostre Alle himna I’m proud to present his art:

In the middle of Aalborg, where the wind is so cold
There is a dormitory, which is 500 years old
Students who are living there, come from all over the world
And they had no idea of
what they would find in this place
Everything is so dirty
There’s vomit on the floor
What the fuck is this fucking hole
This could be Heaven or this could be Hell?
The basement is so scaring, better not to take that way
There are voices down the corridor, you can hear them say…

Get out of the Hotel Ostre Allé
Such a fucking place, such a dirty place, such unlucky place
Only the worst room at the Hotel Ostre Allé
Any time of year, any half a year, you can find it here

This semester something happened, nice people got there
They had a lot a lot of fun, and then became friends
Cooking every Tuesday, international plates
Some parties to remember, some parties to remake
The one you shouldn’t forget, was Ostre Halléween
A lot of people showed up there, with their strange scary wear
Polish Spanish Australian Bulgarian French Italian
Lithuanian Estonian Czech Mexican
You can hear them say…

Welcome to the Hotel Ostre Allé
Such a lovely place, such a funny place, such a friendly place
They livin’ it up at the Hotel Ostre Alle
What a nice surprise, what a nice surprise you can find a bike

This period is finishing, but Ostre Allé has no end
We won’t forget the fun we had, and the people we’ve met
When we’ll look at the pictures, that are more than a treasure
At that time we’ll remember to come back in the future

Jei kyla klausimas, ar is tikruju ten jau taip baisu? ZINOMA bet… zmones sukure cia tokius jaukius namus, kad naktim vos uzmigt per tusus galima