Zagonetka
Zagonetka
Pogodi kako se raste.
Pogodi kako se lako
stigne do krova,
do laste,
oblaka punog kise,
do neke zvezde daleke
i vise
i jos vise
u cudne visine plave.
Pogodi da li kroz kragnu,
kroz nogavice,
rukave,
dok neka snaga u tebi
i neka lepota u tebi
pravo do sunca vodi?
Zazmuri pa pogodi.
A moda nije ni vazno
da se unapred setis.
Mozda se najlepse raste
kad nista ne primetis.
Mozda se najlepse biva
veci,
jos veci,
najveci,
- cuteci
sasvim cuteci,
kroz neki tihi nemir
sto se u tebi stvori,
pa gori,
beskrajno gori
i nikako da izgori.
I niko ne zna sta je.
A on traje i traje.
A Riddle
Guess how it is to grow.
Guess how it is easy
to get up to the roof,
the swallow,
the cloud full of storm,
up to an unknown star
and more
and even more—
up to some strangely blue skies.
Guess, is it through a collar,
through trousers
or through sleeves—
while some power inside you
and some beauty inside you
take you to the Sun's zest?
Just close your eyes and guess.
Yet, maybe it's not important
to find that out in advance.
Maybe it's the best way to grow
when you don't notice or glance.
Maybe it’s best to become
tall,
more tall,
taller than all
when you quietly roll,
totally quiet roll—
while some unknown excitement
that inside you shouts
burns,
indefinitely burns,
and never burns out.
And no one knows what's that so vast.
Yet, it continues to last.
[Translation: Dragana Konstantinovic]