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Život je lepota
Ko to samo ume
Kada mu je nejteže
Svakog da razume

Koliko ljubavi ima
I svaka ko vatra plamti
U srcu ostaje jedna
I ceo život se pamti

To srce što te boli
Došlo je vreme da moli
Ta tvoja duša što pati
Došlo je vreme da plati

Nauči srce svoje
Ono što mrzi da voli
A oni koji te vole
Da im ne stvaraš boli

Nije važno ko je brži
Važnije je ko izdrži!

Sećam se samo da je bila
nevina i tanka
i da joj je kosa bila
topla, ko crna svila
u nedrima golim.

I da je u nama pre uranka
zamirisao bagrem beo.

Slučajno se setih neveseo,
jer volim
da sklopim oči i ćutim.

Kad bagrem do godine zamiriše,
ko zna gde ću biti.

U tišini slutim
da joj se imena ne mogu setiti
nikad više.

It came to pass in a land of peasants
in the hills of the Balkans
a martyr’s death was suffered by
a troop of pupils
in just twenty four hours.

They were all born
in the same year
their timetables were the same shape and size
they were all taken
to the same ceremonies
‘gainst the same maladies immunized
and all died on the same day.

It came to pass in a land of peasants
in the hills of the Balkans
a martyr’s death was suffered by
a troop of pupils
in just twenty four hours.

And just fifty five minutes
before the deathly toll
the tiny troop was sitting
in their benches in their rows
wrestling with the brain
exercises: from two stations
leave two trains...
and so it goes.
Their thoughts were full of
the same mysteries
and senselessly scattered
around the benches
were A’s and D’s.

Handfulls of shared dreams
and shared secrets
patriotic and romantic
were clenched tightly in their fists.
And each imagined
that for a long time,
for a really long time
they would run ‘neath the canopy blue
‘til all the exercises in the world
were through.

It came to pass in a land of peasants
in the hills of the Balkans
a martyr’s death was suffered by
a troop of pupils
in just twenty four hours.

Entire rows of boys
took each other by the hand
and from the last school lesson
to their executions went
as if death was nothing.
Entire rows of friends
in the same instant rose
to an eternal dwelling.