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Sep 26, 2011





Night


Night, 

once again, 

passed without you. 

Morning painted a beautiful 

sun on the horizon. 

The stars packed away their dark, 

celestial shroud and retreated into hiding...

Noć, 

mi ponovo, 

prošla bez tebe, 

Jutro, 

nacrtalo divno, 

Sunce na horizontu, 

Zvezde, 

spakovale, tamni pokrivač, 

nebeski, i povukle se, 

u ilegalu...


And I, 

remained to greet it, 

wide awake... 

The morning... 

Full of dreams, 

Waiting for You to finally appear. 

Waiting for You beneath the moonlight, 

searching for your face 

among the constellations 

of the past, 

inside this strange 

Universe of mine— built of nothing 

but thought.

A ja, 

ga dočekao, budan...

Jutro... 

Pun snova, 

Čekajući Tebe, 

da se pojaviš, 

čekajući Tebe, 

na mesečini, 

Tražeći te, 

po sazvežđima, prošlosti, 

U mom čudnom, 

Univerzumu, 

od misli....


I watched for so long, 

for so very long, 

with eyes opened wide. 

With a single gaze,

 I traced my longing across the canvas of the sky. 

With my lips, 

I kissed the moonlight... 

Searching for You, 

Dreamy... 

Fast asleep... 

Within my eternal idol, 

The Moon...

Gledao sam dugo, 

dugo, 

širom otvorenih očiju, 

Pogledom, 

Ispisivao čežnju, po nebu, 

Usnama ljubio, 

Mesečinu... 

Tražio Tebe, 

Sanjivu... 

Uspavanu... 

U svom, 

večitom idolu, 

Mesecu...

#crazybosnianai 

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