Zgrabi me tišinom
(tiho)
Rastrzaj
sve nemirne igre čovečenja
(rastresito)
Pogubi nas
nesmotrene
u iskonu smrtnosti dodirnute
(gubilištem)
Pred kapajuće noći
onoćene strahovima
Ostaviću trag jestanja
na uplakanom embrionu mogućnosti
Things seem to die,
but die not.
The spring showers
Die on the bosom of the motherly Earth,
But rise again in fruits and leaves and flowers:
And every death is nothing but a birth.
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