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Plamen
Zaprepašćen stojim...
Nikako pogled da odvojim
Plamen predamnom blješti i do neba se diže...
Prizor je impresivan
Ogromno kameno zdanje u besnoj vatri
Sve puca...
Vrište ljudi, žene, deca
Beži sve što može pobeći
Plamen ruši, proždire...
Krake po noći baca, kao da vazduh liže...
Stojim i dalje nepomičan
Vatra mi se u očima ogleda
Strast snažna, noge mi u lance baca
Niti mrdam, niti trepćem
Gledam plamen kako visoko zdanje guta...
Dok posmatram vatru,
U sebi je stvaram...
Te noći nisam mogao da zaspim
Napolju su teški i mračni oblaci
Mrak je u sobi – tmina...
Nasuprot tome
Kada sklopim oči, ispred mene
Plamti, prži, blješti, sija...
Buka u ušima, strah, srce mi lupa
Svaki mišić zateže se kao struna
Zoru dočekah na prozoru...
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Na horizontu ugledah prve zrake zvezde
Što u vatri živi
Koja svetlošću svojom život daruje...
Polako sklonih pogled i shvatih
Kakvu prednost sada imam...
Dišući snažno
Upalih malu sveću u dubini negde, unutar sebe
Plamičak taj što gori a ne peče
Što raduje me i nežno bodri
Shvatih da trebam da pazim
Da se ne ugasi i da idem tamo gde me vodi.
Flame
Stunned I stand...
No way to look away
The flame shines brightly and rises to the sky...
The sight is impressive
A huge stone building in a raging fire
Everything explodes...
People, women, and children are screaming
Everyone who can escape flees
The flame destroys, consumes...
The flame throws its wings across the night and seems to lick the air...
I stand still motionless
The fire is reflected in my eyes
The passion is strong, it throws my legs into chains
I neither move nor blink
I watch the flames engulf the tall building...
As I watch the fire,
I create it in myself...
I couldn't sleep that night
There are heavy and dark clouds outside
It's dark in the room - darkness...
In contrast, when I close my eyes, in front of me
Flaming, burning, shining, shining...
Noise in my ears, fear, my heart is pounding
Every muscle tightens like a string
I waited for the dawn at the window...
I saw the first rays of a star on the horizon
It lives in a fire
Which gives life with its light...
I slowly looked away and understood
What an advantage I have now
I lit a small candle somewhere deep inside me
A flame that burns but does not hurt
Which makes me happy and gently cheers me up
I realized that I should take care of him
That it doesn't go out and that I go where it leads me...
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