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Prazan Zivot

Prazan Zivot

Sve ulice nas vrijeđaju
uvijek istim licima,
a naše duše žeđaju
za beskrajnim vidicima.

O mi smo toga presiti.
Pobjeć, pobjeći nekuda.
Mi čudo jedno čekamo,
a neće nam se desiti.

Ne kunemo se mukama,
a radosti ne dolaze;
i dani tako prolaze
sa vječno praznim rukama.

Empty Life

All the streets are offending us
with always the same faces,
and our souls are thirsty
for endless vistas.

We have had enough of that
Run, run away somewhere!
We are waiting for a miracle,
But the miracle won't come.

We do not swear by misery,
but joys don't come,
and so the days pass by
with always empty hands.
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