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]