Oblaci se spustili na brda,
tihim dahom sve obavija,
kao tkanina od snova,
u njihovom sivilu skriven je mir.
Clouds descended on the hills,
envelops everything with a quiet breath,
like the fabric of dreams,
peace is hidden in their grayness.
Plavo nebo u tišini svira,
Pažljivo ga priroda suša,
priča o nečemu što ne prolazi.
The blue sky plays in silence,
Nature dries it carefully,
a story about something that does not pass.
Jezero, ogledalo tihih dana,
labudovi prave u vodi senke,
klize tiho, kao što tišina
klizi kroz dan, mirno i bez reči.
Lake, mirror of quiet days,
swans make shadows in the water,
they slide quietly, like silence
glides through the day, calmly and without a word.
Brda i oblaci, jezero i labud,
sve je u harmoniji, u tišini,
svetlost se u vodi razliva,
gde je mir i pronađena ljubav.
Hills and clouds, lake and swan,
everything is in harmony, in silence,
light spills in the water,
where there is peace and found love.
Pozdrav od Anke vragolanke.
Greetings from Anka vregolana!
