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Tada doznah koga sam ljubila
čitav život.
Tada on dozna kome je ruke
grlio uboge.
I uze čovjek zavežljaj, i krenu
plačući u svoj dom.
A dom je njegov prašina na cesti
kao i dom moj.
Vesna Parun
Vesna Parun
Home on the road
I laid down in the dirt by the road.
Neither I saw his face
nor he saw face mine.
The stars came down and the air was blue.
Neither I saw his hands
nor did he see the hands of mine.
East became like lemon green.
Because of the bird one I opened my eyes.
Than I realised whom I loved
all my life.
Than he realised whose piteous hands
he embraced.
So, the man grabbed his bundle and went
crying towards his home.
But his home is the dust on the road
just like my home too.
I laid down in the dirt by the road.
Neither I saw his face
nor he saw face mine.
The stars came down and the air was blue.
Neither I saw his hands
nor did he see the hands of mine.
East became like lemon green.
Because of the bird one I opened my eyes.
Than I realised whom I loved
all my life.
Than he realised whose piteous hands
he embraced.
So, the man grabbed his bundle and went
crying towards his home.
But his home is the dust on the road
just like my home too.
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