English translation
You left my mornings quietly,
And from a distance I no longer hear your voice.
Dreaming minutes are now hours,
And my days go by without remembering us.
A bird on my branch is calling me out,
While I'm looking for the lost tone in myself.
The morning goes by without mention and longing,
And I no longer remember what the deceptive twilight was like.
Strangers, unknown people around me.
I don't feel much, my hopes are mainly gone,
With sadness in my heart, I invoke an unfulfilled dream,
But the morning doesn't come, and it is stolen from me.
Waking up is nice when the mornings are warm,
But not every morning is a sun-drenched flower.
I did not find you, you are not in my ways,
But in my heart, I still carry one fairly beautiful world.
Kristina
Friday, August 12th, 2022
Buđenje
Iz mojih si jutara otišao tiho
I iz daljine više ne čujem tvoj glas.
Sanjive minute sada su već sati,
A moji dani teku bez uspomena na nas.
Ptica na mojoj grani doziva me van,
Dok ja u sebi tražim izgubljeni ton.
I teče jutro bez spomena i čežnje
I ne sjećam se više kakav je bio varljivi suton.
Oko mene stranci, nepoznati ljudi.
Ja ne osjećam puno, nestale su mnoge nade.
Sa tugom u srcu prizivam taj neostvareni san,
Al’ jutro se neda i uz sjetu iz mene tebe ukrade.
Buđenja su lijepa kad su jutra topla,
Ali nije svako jutro osunčani cvijet.
Nisam te pronašla, u mojim te putevima nema,
Ali u srcu ja i dalje nosim jedan sasvim lijepi svijet.
Kristina
Petak, 12. kolovoza 2022.
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