Moj stari bijaše rođen beo,
Crnkinja mi je bila mati.
Ako sam ikad starog kleo,
Sad bih te kletve hteo sprati.
Ako sam ikad za svoju staru
Najgore reči nekad pobr’o,
Kajem se što je psovah u žaru -
Sad bih joj želeo samo dobro.
Otac mi umre u palati,
U straćari mi umre mati.
A ja, kad nisam ni crn ni beo,
Gde ću umreti, da mi je znati?
Langston Hughes
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My old man's a white old man
And my old mother's black.
If ever I cursed my white old man
I take my curses back.
If ever I cursed my black old mother
And wished she were in hell,
I'm sorry for that evil wish
And now I wish her well.
My old man died in a fine big house.
My ma died in a shack.
I wonder where I'm gonna die,
Being neither white nor black?
1926.
Langston Hughes
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