Horizonti Ljubavi Šolkotović Snežana

HORIZONTI LJUBAVI - HORIZONS OF LOVE
SNEŽANA ŠOLKOTOVIĆ
HORIZONTI LJUBAVI
HORIZONS OF LOVE
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PREDGOVOR:
Ljubav je večita tema.Prati i inspiriše čitav
čovekov ţivot. Sa njom se raĎa, odrasta, radi
nje ţivi i umire...
Postoje razne vrste ljubavi i one se prepliću
kroz poeziju Šolkotović Sneţane. Doseţu
horizonte ljudskog postojanja.
Jednostavni, topli stihovi ispunjavaju dušu,
daju podstrek za budućnost.
Pesme su pitke obojene muzikom.
Zbirka poezije –Horizonti ljubavi-, Sneţane
Šolkotović, nadahnjuje lepotom ţivljenja...
Profesor: Zlatko Šolkotović
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Preface:
Love is the eternal theme. It follows and
inspires the entire human life. We are born
with it, grow up with it, live and die for
it...There are various kinds of love and they
intertwine through the poetry of Šolkotović
Sneţana.They reach the horizons of human
existence. Simple, warm verses fill the soul,
give a boost for the future.The songs are
“drinkable” colored with the music.
Collection of Poetry – Horizons of Love by
Sneţana Šolkotović – inspires the beauty of
love...
Professor: Zlatko Šolkotović
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BIOGRAFIJA Šolktović Snežane

RoĎena je 1962. Profesor je razredne
nastave. Pisanje joj je hobi. Objavila je
pesme i priče za decu i odrasle u dvanaest
knjiga:- Pesma je moj ţivot, Od srca srcu, U
znaku ljubavi-Surove sudbine, Izvor ţivota,
Кad progovori duša, Šapat vetra, Dečja
zavrzlama, Zvrčka, Dečije maštarije,
zastupljena je i u dvojezičnim srpsko-
italijanskim zbirkama Zov ognjišta/ IL
RICHIAMO DEL FOCOLARE i Zora
ţivota - L’ALBA DELLA VITA, rusinsko-
srpskoj zbirci pesama Poezija duše-
ПОЕЗИЯ ДУШИ.Neke od njenih pesama
prevoĎene su na bugarskom, engleskom,
arapskom i makedonskom jeziku. Mnoštvo
pesama i priča zastupljeno joj je u
mnogobrojnim domaćim i meĎunarodnim
antologijama, zbornicima i časopisima.
Osvojila je prestiţne nagrade na domaćim i
meĎunarodnim konkursima.
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Biography of the Writer:
Sneţana Šolkotović was born in 1962. She is

a teacher of classroom environment
teaching. Writing is her hobby. She has
published poems and stories for children and
adults in twelve different books, including:
A Song Is My Life, From The Heart To The
Heart, In The Sign Of Love - Cruel Fate,
The Source Of Life, When The Soul Speaks,
The Wind Of The Wind, The Children's
Winds, The Scream, Children's Fantasy; she
is a representative of the bilingual Serbian-
Italian collections The Calling of the
Fireplace / Il Richiamo Del Focolare and the
Dawn Of Life - L'alba Della Vita as well as
the Rutheno-Serbian collection of poems
Poetry Of The Soul – Поезия Души. Some
of her poems have been translated into
Bulgarian, English, Arabic and Macedonian.
A number of her poems and stories are
featured in numerous national and
international anthologies, collections and
journals, as well. She has won prestigious
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awards at domestic and international
competitions.
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Биографија преводиоца:
Nataša Bojanović je roĎena 1992. godine u
Vojvodini, Srbiji. Dodeljena joj je master diploma
kao Filologu-Angliste na Filozofskom fakultetu u
Novom Sadu, odsek za engleski jezik i knjiţevnost
u junu, 2018. godine. Prevod, podučavanje i pisanje
pesama su njena struka kao i najveća strast.
Biography of the Translator:

Nataša Bojanović was born in 1992 in Vojvodina,
Serbia. She has got her master’s degree in English
Language and Literature at the Faculty of
Philosophy, Department of English Language and
Literature, Novi Sad in June, 2018. Translating,
teaching and writing poems are both: a job and the
biggest passion to her.
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ON
On je moja prva misao
sa kojim počinje novi dan,
iskra moćne ljubavi
koja u telu raspiruje oganj...
Njegove su oči nebo
koje kriju čitav svemir osećanja,
on je moja srodna duša, muzika
koja uzdahom sreće odzvanja ...
On je moje nadahnuće,
reka koja preplavljuje
i nemirnim talasima osvaja zauvek,
on je vetar koji
neţne reči šapuće,
svakim pokretom podseća
koliko me voli tek...
On je deo mog ţivota,
obala koja strpljivo čeka
da preĎem preko mosta
i predajem se zagrljaju i poljupcima
a njih mi nikad nije dosta...
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Him
First thought of a new day is him.

The spark of powerful love that inside stirs
up the flame…
His eyes are the skies,
That hide the whole universe of emotions.
He is my soul mate,
The music whose happily sigh responds…
He is my inspiration,
The river flooding with the restless waves
conquering evermore.
He is the wind that whispers the gentle
words,
Every move he makes reminds of just how
much he loves me…
He is a part of my life,
The bay that patiently waits,
And I am giving myself to the hugs and
kisses,
Which I fancy the best.
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TO...
To što je meĎu nama nema ime
niti se da nečim drugim porediti,
ono je kao tajna
koja se ne moţe podeliti sa bilo kime,
dotiče iznenada ko plima,
a tada treba samo srce slediti...
To što je izmeĎu nas nema objašnjenja
niti se da naći ţeljama izvor,
ne vrede polemike i sijaset obrazloţenja
ono dušom proleti ko razvigor.
To što se krije u nama
je kao biserna školjka na dnu okeana,
koja traje i raste, sve više, svakoga dana,
ponekad postaje mistična noć
od bisera grana.
To što je meĎu nama zlatom se ne meri
jer ono se otima i biva prokleto,
to pronikne srećom i kovitla u svakoj ţelji,
tom osećanju je mesto u srcu,
a to mesto je sveto...
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What We Have
What we have is nameless,

Nor it could be compared to anything.
It is like a secret which could not be shared
with just anyone,
It touches suddenly like a tide,
The time when you should be following
your heart…
What is between us – has no explanation.
Neither could the source of the wishes be
found,
Controversy or umpteen rationale are
worthless,
It flies through the soul like a wind in the
spring.
What hides inside us is like a pearl shell on
the bottom of the ocean,
Which lasts and rather grows every day,
Sometimes it becomes the mystical pearly
night,
What we have could not be weighed like
gold.
Because gold is seized and turns doomed,
But it blossoms with happiness and twists in
every wish,
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That feeling is placed in the heart,
And that place is sacred…
ŠTA ĆE BITI DALJE
Kada ljubav presuši u mom srcu

U očima nestanu dugine boje
Šta će biti sa nemirom u duši
Kada će noć oteti preostale snove…
Šta će biti dalje kad postave zid
Prepreku da ugledam u svanuću horizonte
Kada će ruke ostati prazne, usne bez
poljupca
A osmeh bez magije i lepote…
Šta će biti dalje ako korak ostaje bez traga,
A putokaz bez puta
Kad ponestaje snaga
Šta će biti, ako ţelja uskovitlana
U pogledu ispraća pticu koja svetom luta…
Šta će biti dalje kada zamru reči na usnama
I utihne pesma ţivota,
Kada se duga kosa zamrsi sama
A teţak uzdah izroni za tren oka…
Šta će biti dalje
Kad se poigra inspiracijom olovka…
To je zagonetka ţivota…
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What Will Happen Next?
When love drains off in my heart?

The colors of the rainbow fade away in the
eyes,
What will happen with the restlessness
inside the soul,
When the night takes over the remaining
dreams…?
What will happen next when they build the
wall?
I would notice the obstacle in the dawn of
the horizon,
When the hands are empty, lips without
kisses are left,
And the smile with no magic and beauty
rests,
What will happen next when the step
continues without a trace?
And the road post without the road?
When you run out of strength?
What will happen if the unsaid wish,
Sends off the bird that wanders the world…
What will happen next when the words die
out on the lips,
And the life song quiets down?
When long hair tangles by itself,
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And the long sigh emerges in no time,
What will happen next,

When the pen plays with the inspiration?
It is a life riddle.
PUT DO SRCA
Put do srca
Nekako je najteţi
Ljubavi teško odškrine vrata
Neke sitnica zna da razneţi
Posebno se nekako shvata.
Uvek ima nedorečenosti
One prikrivene enigme,
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Tada se krv telom uzburka
A reč preka udara nemilice gde stigne.
Put do srca je nekako drugačiji
Na njemu često zastane dah,
Sam pogled je značajniji
A trud je ţešći kako bi se sakrio strah.
Uvek je potrebno vreme
Koje ne ostavlja prostora da se razmišlja i
diše,
Pritiska kao breme
A suze zamenjuje bujica kiše...
Put do srca je nekako najteţi
Neizvesnost je prisutna i vitla kroz pitanja,
Ponekad se krhka duša od nepoznatog najeţi
Dok čeka nova obećavajuća svitanja...
Kada se osvoji taj put
Nema se poruka radi reda šalje,
Spokoj nalazi u srcu svoj kut
Lutanja nema dalje...
The Road to The Heart
The road to the heart is somehow the

toughest,
It faintly opens the door for love,
Even a trifle would make it delicate,
Being considered special.
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There are always some unpronounced
words,
The hidden enigma,
When the blood ruffles through the body,
And the hot-tempered word relentlessly hits
everywhere.
The road to the heart is somehow different

The breath often stops here,
The look itself is more notable,
And the effort is harder to hide the fear.
Time is always needed,

It does not leave the space for a thought and
breath,
It pressures like a burden,
And the tears are replaced by a spate of
rain…
The road to the heart is somehow the
toughest,
Uncertainty is ever present and swirls
through questions,
Sometimes the fragile soul gets the chills
from the unknown,
While awaiting for the new promising
dawns…
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When that road is conquered,
The numb message is sent just because,
Calmness finds its place in the heart
And wandering no longer exists…
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DUŠA DUŠU RAZUME
Moţe se rečima dati do znanja

Šta se moţe i šta se ume
Ono izmeĎu redova tragove ostavlja
duša je ta koja dušu razume...
Mogu se pisati razne stvari
i igrati se rečima do bola
to dobro duša dušu razume
ne treba tu posebnog odgovora.
Postoji neka tanana nit
most koji spaja dve obale,
pogrešan korak je kao ispit
granica izmeĎu ozbiljnosti i šale.
Misli su ono što vode u sutra
Izgubljeno ţele da vrate
Duša dušu čeka na kraju puta
To ljudi nikako da shvate.
Reči su samo odraz trena
Nekih ţelja, moţda sanja,
Razloga nekog moţda i nema
dok uzdah iz grudi izranja.
Duša je ta koja dušu razume
Bez reči, kroz etar,
Oseća se kao talas kad toplinom obuzme,
tu tajnu zna da samo vetar.
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A Soul Understands A Soul
It can be explained with words,

What may and what can be done.
It leaves the traces between the lines,
The soul is the one who understands another
one…
Many different things could be written,

And playing with the words till doomsday.
A soul understands another one well,
There is no special response.
There is some tenuous thread,

The bridge that connects two coasts,
The wrong move has been drank off,
The boundary between the seriousness and a
joke.
The thoughts are the ones that lead towards

tomorrow,
What is lost they are trying to restore,
What people simply cannot comprehend is
that,
A soul is waiting for another one at the end
of the road.
The words are simply a moment’s reflection,
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Of some wishes, maybe it’s a dream,
Maybe there is no reason at all,
While the sigh emerges from the chest, oh.
The soul is the one that understands another

soul,
Without words, through the infinitely long
space,
Feeling like a wave when it warmly grips,
Secretly like a wind whispers…
HTELA SAM...
Htela sam ti pred oltarom Boţjem
Zavet dati
Koliko mi značiš, koliko te volim,
Htela sam ti srcem obećati...,
Priznati kaliko mi je do tebe stalo...,
da radi tebe postojim...
Htela sam ti reči koliko mi ţivot
S tobom vredi,
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Da se za sreću i zdravlje pomolim
U nova svanuća da nam se naĎu pogledi...,
Nazvati te čovekom svojim...
Htela sam...
Dušu da ti otvorim...
I Wanted To
I wanted to give you a vow in front on the

God’s altar,
How much I value you and how much I love
you,
I wanted to make a promise with my heart,
And confess how much I care about you...
I exist because of you...

I wanted to tell you,
How much my life worths with you in it,
I would pray for luck and health,
At the dawn our eyes would meet,
I would call you my man...
I wanted to...
Open your soul...
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TI ME VOLIŠ NA SVOJ NAČIN
Ti me voliš na svoj način

bez rezerve i uslovljavanja,
u svakom momentu pokazuješ koliko ti
značim
to je ljubav, spektar obojenih osećanja...
Ti me voliš drugačije
bez egoizma i taštine,
naša sreća nema ni lice, ni naličje
volimo se isto i kad nas prigrle dani
nemaštine.
Voliš me onakvu kakva jesam
bez iluzija i poreĎenja
zato nam je ţivot čudesan, jednostavan
svaki naš dodir je kao obećanje, trag
ushićenja...
Ti me voliš i onda kada mi preti bolest
i kada mi se neprijatnost sprema,
naša ljubav je kao protest
bez nje budućnosti za nas nema...
Ti me voliš na svoj način
i osećanja su ti uzvraćena istom merom,
svaki tvoj gest govori koliko ti značim
svaki mig je obojen čeţnjom i ţeljom...
Tvoja ljubav me čini srećnom ţenom...
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You Love Me in Your Own Way
You love me in your own way,

Without a backup and conditioning,
Every moment you show me how much
I mean to you,
It is called love, a spectrum of colored

feelings...
You love me differently,
Without egoism and vanity,
Our luck has no face, nor resemblance,
We love each other the same during the days
of distress.
You love me the way I am,

Without illusions or comparisons,
This is why our life is miraculous and
simple.
Each and every touch is like a promise,

a trace of thrill...
You love me when I am about to get ill,
And when the unpleasantness is knocking on
the door.
Our love is like a protest

There’s no future without it...
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You love me in your own way,
And the emotions are reciprocated.
Every gesture of yours says how much you
value me,
Every wink is colored with lust and wish...
Your love makes me a happy woman...
DOTAKNI MI DUŠU
Dotakni mi dušu ljubavlju
Ovo vreme malo nas u sebi još ima
Dotakni me neţnošnću
Kao reka obale talasima...
Dotakni me osmehom
Bezazlenim pogledom
Onom dečjom utehom
Koja završava mirnim snom.
Dotakni me mislima
Čarolijom proleća
Onim opojnim mirisama
Koju nosi sreća...
Dotakni mi dušu ljubavlju
Toliko toga nedorečenog ima,
Koliko mi značiš
Rekla bih svima...
Dotakni me,
Pa makar u snovima...
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Touch My Soul
Touch my soul with love,

Today contains so little of us,
Touch me with tenderness,
Like waves do touch the river coast.
Touch me with your smile,

With the harmless look,
And the children’s consolation,
That ends with the peacful dream.
Touch me with your thoughts,

With the magic of the spring,
With the intoxicating scents that happines
brings.
Touch my soul with love,

There is so much unsaid,
How much you mean to me,
I would tell everyone.
Touch me...
At least in your dreams...
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TI ME ČINIŠ POSEBNOM
Ti me činiš posebnom
sa tobom se manje bojim,
sitnicama me činiš srećnom
kao da radi tebe postojim.
Ti me činiš drugačijom
u tvojim očima nalazim svoju luku,
ponekad se osećam značajnijom
dok u ruci osećam tvoju ruku.
Ti si neko ko mi mnogo znači

neko ko zna nemir duše zagrljajem da smiri,
postoji nešto što me tebi privlači
kao što cvet privlače leptiri.
Neţan pogled mi je dovoljan,
tihi šapat, ko muzika, tik do uva,
tada moj ţivot liči na san
dok nam zvezdani svod tajne čuva...
svaki tvoj dodir je poput blaţenstva,
bdiješ nad mojim snom
i toga sam svesna...
Zbog tebe sam postala takva,
ljubav je svemu tome kriva,
dušom sam tvoju dotakla
a ona moja osećanja kroz rime otkriva...
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prestala sam dane da brojim,
sitnice mi čine srećnom
zbog tebe postojim.
You Make Me Feel Special
You make me feel special,

I feel less scared when I am with you,
You make me happy with the littlest things,
It is like I exist because of you.
You make me different

I find the harbor in your eyes,
sometimes I feel more significant,
while I feel your hand in mine.
You are someone who means a lot to me,

Someone who knows how to calm
the restlessnes of the soul with a hug,
there is something that attracts me to you
like a flower that attracts butterflies.
A gentle look is enough to me,

Silent whisper is like music close to the ear,
this is when my life resembles a dream,
While the stardust keeps our secrets...
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Each and every touch of yours is full of
bliss,
You are watching over my dream,
Of this...I am aware.
I became like this because of you

The love is guilty,
I touched your soul with mine,
And it shows my emotions with rhyme...

I stopped counting the days,
The littlest things make me happy,
I exist because of you.
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IMA RAZNIH LJUBAVI
Ima raznih ljubavi

ali ni jedna nije kao naša
iskričava, neţna, sa puno ţara,
zbog nje se ispija do dna čaša,
dok srce zadrhti jače
a duša kroz stihove progovara...
Ima raznih ljubavi
ali ni jedna ne sliči našoj
koja u momentu od čeţnje zatreperi
dok snaga telom previre
i uzburka oluju strasti,
daje odušak sumanutoj ţelji
koja ljubavlju za momenat pleni,
ţestoko sa puno slasti...
Ima mnoštvo ljubavi o kojima se govori,
ali ni jedna nije tako jednostavna
i duboka kao naša
koja dve duše nevidljivim nitima spaja,
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ima mnogo ljubavi..., ali su drugačije,
vreme ih zbog sumnji vitla i prekraja...
Ova naša je sasvim obična
kao i priča koja nema kraja...
Various Types Of Love
There are various types of love,

But none is like ours,
Sparkling, gentle, with lots of glow,
Drink the bottoms up in the name of love.
While the heart trembles faster,

And the soul talks through verses…
There are various types of love,
But none resembles ours.
It blinks in the moment of lust,

While the strength ferments in the body,
And stirs up the storm of passion,
It gives the vent to the lunatic wish
Which conquers the moment with love,
Intensly with a lot of delight...
There is a multitude of love spoken about,

But none of them are simple,
And deep as ours,
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Which connects two souls with invisible
thread.
There is a lot of love..., but they are all
different,
The doubts make the timing swirl them...
Our love is completely common,
Like an endless story written...
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ŠTA DA TI DAM ZA ...
Šta da ti dam za taj smešak

za vragolasti pogled koji se u nestašluku
cakli,
kada se iz grudi otima uzdah teţak
a ljubav bi da se za ljubav vrati...
Šta da ti dam za neţan dodir ruke,
za zagrljaj koji toplinom pleni,
da se razgovaramo ćutke
tek da znaš koliko te ima u meni...
Šta da ti dam za lagan korak
koji niz ulicu nekud u tami krene,
šta da ti dam za dodir lak
zbog koga se obrazi zarumene.
Šta da ti dam za tu vitku pojavu
za tajnu koju tvoje srce nosi,
šta da ti dam samo da naslonim na tvoje
rame glavu
da mi zamrsiš dugu kosu...
Eh, uvek se pitam šta da ti dam,
a dovoljno mi nikada ništa ne bi bilo,
koliko mi značiš dobro znaš i sam
ovo se moje srce, u tebe, ludo zaljubilo...
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What Should I Give You For...
What should I give for a smile,

For the tricksy look which mischiefly
glisters?
When I sigh deeply from my chest,
And love wants to come back...
What should I give for a gentle hand-touch,

For a hug filled with warmth?
To talk silently,
If you knew how much there is you in me...
What should I give for a light pace,

Which sometimes moves through the streets
of darkness?
What should I give for a light touch
Which makes my cheeks blush?
What should I give for the appearance

Of the secret deep within your heart?
What should I give just to lean my head onto
your shoulder?
You tangling my long hair...
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Oh, I always ask myself what should I give
to you,
and nothing would ever be enough.
How much you mean to me you know very
well,
I fell for your love swell.
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ČIME SE MERI LJUBAV...
Čime se meri ljubav...,

to pitanje često mislima proleti,
da li se meri poljupcem u čeţnji
gestom kome se ne moţe odoleti.
da li neţnim dodirom koji srce dotiče
i neţnošću ispunjava,
nadahnutim rimama koje na poljupce liče
ili dašakom vetra
koji trenutak sreće zagorava...
Čime se meri ljubav...
Da li se to čini korakom
ili čekanjem kojem ponekad nema kraja,
da li stiskom ruke kada onu drugu steţe jako
samo da se u nečijim očima nagleda
zvezdanog sjaja...
Da li postoji mera za ljubav
za šapat koji se gubi tik do nečijeg uva,
da li je to strpljenje i istrajnost
da se neţno osećanje sebično čuva...
da li slutnjom koju prati nesanica
ili suzom izdajicom koja iz oka blista
sa nekim obećanjem
dok sudbina naše ţivote lista...
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da li uzdahom koji iz grudi izranja
i u naletima guši,
osmehom koji nalikuje na san koji se sanja
i stvara nemir u duši...
Moja ljubav..., nema mere...,
ona se mojim bićem širi i penuši...
How To Measure Love?
How to measure love?

I often wonder about.
Is it measured with a longing kiss,
The gesture no one could resist?

With the gentle touch of the heart
Filled with tenderness and
Inspired rhymes resembling kisses.
Or whiff of wind?
Which puffs the moment of happiness...

Is it done with the step,
Or a wait which seems to have no end?
Is it with the powerful hand squeeze?
Or just a gaze at the stars’ shining in
somebody’s eyes...
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Is there a measurement for love?

Or a whisper that is lost near somebody’s
ear,
Or is it patience and persistence?

Is it with the forebonding followed by
insomnia?
Or a traitor tear that shines from the eye?
With some kinds of promises
While the destiny reads our lives...

Is it with the sigh emerging from the chest,
And suffocates now and then,
The smile that resembles a dream wished
for,
And creates the restlessness inside the soul?
My love has no measures,
It spreads and bubbles through my being,
Oh, what a pleasure.
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MOJ ŽIVOT JE POPUT FILMA
Moj je ţivot poput filma

u kome razne uloge glume mnoštvo lica,
svakakvih intriga tu ima
do mnoštvo navijača i zajedljivaca.
U njemu često mnogi ušetaju nezvani
tek da po neki savet daju,
nameću neki svoj scenarijo
prave guţvu, a onda bez traga nestaju.
Ima tu i ljubavinih drama
tajne koje muče svakodnevice,
mrţnje i srama
i onih suza koje nekontrolisano kvase lice.
Ima tu još mnogo toga
neprospavanih noći, sećanja razna
sve to nose godišnjih doba
vetar kovitla dušom koja vapi prazna...
Moj ţivot je poput filma
kroz razne scene mi ţivot vodi,
svaki trenutak je pun iznenaĎenja
ljubav pa i najmanja, nesebično mi godi...
My Life is Like a Movie

My life is like a movie,
Where various characters act countless
faces,
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From plentiful intrigues and sarcasam,
to multitude of rooters’ races.
People often uninvited walk into my life,

Only just to give some advice,
Imposing their own scenario,
Making crowds,
but then disappear without a cheerio.
There are love dramas,

Secrets torturing daily tasks
Of hate and shame,
And those tears uncontrolablly moistening
my face.
A lot of things could be said here,

Sleepless nights, various different memories,
Each and every season takes them away,
The wind twirls an empty soul, sways...
My lfe is like a movie,

Various scenes truly,
Each and every moment is full of surprises,
Love, even the smallest one,
selflesly suits me.
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NE RAZUMETE VI MENE
Ne razumete vi mene...,
kako neumitno prolaze sati
kada ti neko uzme dušu
natrag ne moţe da ti je vrati.
Ne razumete vi mene
nisam ja tu da plačem i da se ţalim,
ljuta sam samo na ovo vreme
na njega bih svoje negodovanje da svalim.
Jer se često u njemu gubim
zaboravljam na svoja htenja,
nameću mi tempo ţivljenja drugi
u sijaset raspoloţenja.
Ne razumete vi mene
nemam nameru kriti
dok postoje tragovi mog pera
ja ću ţiveti.
Jer šta je čovek na ovom svetu
do samo lik u prolazu,
tu je da vara sudbinu kletu
i odoleva kojem porazu...
Ne razumete vi mene...,
zato ću tajnu svoju i odati
pesme su odraz duše moje
a nju teško ko moţe da shvati...
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You Don’t Understand Me
You don’t understand me...

How inaxact the hours are,
When someone takes your soul,
And cannot give it back.
You don’t understand me,
I am not here to weep and cry,
I am angry at these times,
I would shift all the deprecation
On those hours.
I often lose myself there,

Forgetting all my wishes,
Others impose the life’s pace,
Into moods that are countless and
repetitious.
You don’t understand me,

I have no intention of hiding it,
As long as there are traces of my feather,
I will exist.
What is a man in this world?

Just a face passing by
In order to cheat the fate destined,
Resisting the failure now and then...
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You don’t understand me...

This is why I will reveal my secret,
Prose is the mirror of my soul,
And it is difficult to grasp it.
NEDOSTAJE MI ...
Nedostaje mi onaj šapat tik do uva

neţne reči koje telom toplinu razlivaju,
prisustvo koje mi san čuva,
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dve snaţne ruke koje nesebično prijaju...
Nedostaje mi tvoj nonšalantni korak,
pogled koji na nebo podseća
čvrst stisak ruke, prisustva tvog znak
zagljaj iz koga izranja sreća.
Nedostaje mi tvoj melodičan glas
sve rime koje se za mene pišu,
u njima onaj penušavi, jogunasti talas
vetar i sunce koji za ljubavlju uzdišu...
Nedostaješ mi u svakom minutu,
tu čeţnju znam dugo da krijem ćutke,
nedostaješ mi, u tvom srcu nalazim luku
da te vidim brojim trenutke...
I Miss The…
I miss the whisper near my ear,

Gentle words that spill the body’s
temperature,
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The presence that holds my dream,
Two strong hands selflessly please...
I miss your nonchalant move,

that reminds me of the sky’s view,
A firm hand grip indicates there is you
While happiness emerges from the hug, too.
I miss your melodic voice,

All the rhymes written by the choise,
Bubbling wave, the swirling wind and the
sun,
For the love I sigh for...
I miss you every minute,

I hide the yearning within it,
I miss you, I found the port in your heart,
I count moments taken apart,
To see you,
my sweetheart...
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POGLEDAJ BOŽE...
Pogledaj Boţe šta nam to rade

u šta se pretvorio tvoj dom,
otrovi nas guše, okolinu bi da zagade,
čovek više nije siguran u domu svom.
Pogledaj na šta liče reke...,

pijaće vode je sve manje,
uništiše zbog novaca ruke neke
ono što beše mir, ljubav i blagostanje.
Pogledaj kako se svakakve bolesti šire

zloba ljubav pokušava da nadjača
komšije se svaĎaju, zbog sitnica bi druge da
okrive
sve je više egoizma i plača.
Pogledaj Boţe dom svoj

šta smo bili, šta od nas čine,
strah je taj koji obuzima i nespokoj
svaki rat i sukob opominje, štreca i brine...
Gde je ta ljubav koju nemilice gaze

poštovanje koje je prema roditeljima bila
odvajkad,
pogledaj Boţe gde vode naše staze
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šta smo bili, a šta smo postali sad.
Кo aveti čame većina sela

nema ko da slavi kućnog sveca
pred ikonom je ugašena sveća, ognjišta su
opustela,
nad praznom kolevkom vetar jeca...
Look, God
Look, God, what they are doing to us,

What your home looks like now.
Poisons are suffocating us,
The environment is polluted anyhow,
A man is no longer safe at home of his own.
Look what rivers appear to be,

Drinking water is decreasing,
Destroyed due to somebodye else’s money,
Peace, love and glory no longer exist.
Look at all the diseases spreaded out,

The evil overpowers the love,
The neighbors are fighting,
Blaming each other over trivial matters,
There is more and more of egoism and cries.
Look, God, at your own home,

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What were we once,
And what is made of us.
The fear is the one that preoccupies,
Every war and conflict remind
Of worrying restlessness.
Where is that love relentlessly being stepped

on?
Existing respect towards the parents since
forever?
Look, God, where out paths are leading us,
What were we once,
and what have we become now.
Most villages languish like ghosts,

There is no one to celebrate the saint patron,
The extinguished candle put in front of the
icon,
The wind is sobbing above the cradle.
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JA SAM NAPUŠTENA OBALA
Ja sam napuštena obala

na kojoj usamljeni prolaznik šeta,
tu sam nehotice sama ostala
da čuvam u srcu tajne razigranog deteta.
Ja sam nedokučivi vetar
koji svoja osećanja izraţava kroz snagu
rime,
tu i tamo ih raznosi u etar
jer se drugim pokazati nemam čime...
o kojoj talasi udaraju nemilice,
svaki od njih prati mog srca damar
ostavljajući u pesku tragove
nacrtano tvoje lice.
Poţelim nekada da odem
da bez ostvrtanja sve ostavim,
ali hrabrosti nikako da smognim
pa se u nekom vrtlogu davim...
Tu godinama nešto čekam,
ispraćam oblake i ptice na jug,
ponekad mravu pod tovarom smetam,
a ja bih samo
da mi postane drug...
Tu sam sa jutrom koji sviće,
u ptičijim pesmama koje se prostorom šire,
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čekam da mi doĎe drago biće
dve snaţne ruke, da nemir duše smire...
na kojoj usamljeni prolaznik šeta,
tu sam čekajući ostala
da čuvam čaroliju jednog leta...
I Am the Deserted Coast
I am the deserted coast,

Where the lonely passenger walks,
Unintentionally I was left here alone,
In my heart I keep the secrets like a playful
child.
I am the fathomless wind,
Which shows its feelings through the power
of the rhyme,
The wind is blowing them here and there,
Because I have nothing else to brag about.

With the waves relentlessly hitting it the
most,
Each and every one of them follows the
lodes of my heart,
Leaving the traces in the sand like a work of
art.
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Sometimes I feel like leaving it all,

Abandon everything without looking back,
But I have no bravery and strength,
Thus, I am drowning in some kind of vortex.
Here, I am waiting for something for long,

Saying “goodbye” to the clouds and birds
heading the south,
But I just want them to become my friends...
I am here with the morning dawn,
In the birds’ songs which spread out.
I am waiting for my dear to arrive,

Two strong hands
restlesness could calm down...

Where the lonely passenger walks,
I am here waiting,
To feel summer magic accelerating...
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NE MOGU BEZ TEBE

Nikako da dokučim svoja osećanja
Koja u stopu srce slede
Ti si ono o čemu moja duša sanja
Ni u snu ne mogu bez tebe.
Nešto me k tebi magično privlači
Tenutak bi da me šalom zavede
tvoje prisustvo mi uvek znači
zaključak je isti, ne mogu bez tebe.
Tvoj osmeh dušu greje
Dok zaljubljeno srce u grudima landara,
Ima te u svakoj pahuljici dok veje
U svakom koraku koji bi škripom
stvarnost da zavara.
Tragovi u snegu pod naletom vetra blede
Dok reči odzvanjaju na pustoj stazi,
Leptirići u stomaku lebde
Dok me umor lagano gazi.
Ne mogu bez tebe
To ljubav za nas piše rime,
Ţelja zna da me u nepoznato povede
Da tiho dozivam tvoje ime...
Ne mogu bez tebe...,
Moj nemir moţe da razume samo tišina,
na kraju..., isti se račun svede
ti si ono što mi znači,
s tobom moj ţivot smisao ima...
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I Cannot Go On Without You
I cannot grasp my feelings,

For the heart freezing,
You are the one my soul fantasizes about.
I cannot go on without you

Not even in my dreams.
There is something magical attracting me to
you,
The moment wishes to jokingly seduce.
Your presence always means to me,

The conlcusion is always the same,
I cannot go on without you.
Your smile heats my soul,

Within the chest, the loving heart rattles,
You are in the every falling snowflake,
In every move that bluffs the reality with a
creap.
The snow traces fade under the flurry wind,

While the words resound on the deserted
street.
The butterflies in the stomach levitate,
While the fatigue slowly walks over me.
I cannot go on without you,
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Love writes the rhymes for us.
The desire can take me into the unknown
Silently calling your name…
I cannot go on without you…

Only silence can understand my unrest,
In the end…. It is all the same,
You are what matters to me,
Without you – my life makes no sense.
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JA ŽELIM SAMO MIR...
Svaki trenutak je obojen pretnjom

zveckanjem oruţja, pozivom na krvavi pir,
dan se gubi sa nekom pometnjom,
a ja ţelim, ljudi, samo MIR.
Smrt na svakom koraku vreba

trpeljivosti je sve manje,
malo više smeha i sreće treba
ljubav meĎu ljudima i razumevanje.
Pruţite ruku prijateljstva svima

topao osmeh, pokaţite dobru volju,
ma koliko razlika na ovom svetu ima
mir čini čuda i budnućnost bolju.
Nije bitna boja koţe,

na kojoj se strani sveta ţivi,
Mir je ono što sve spajati moţe,
svojim duginim bojama da zadivi.
Nije bitan jezik kojim se govori,

mudrost je stara svima odavno znana,
za mir treba svako da se bori
njen ključ je meĎu nama.
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Pustite goluba da poleti

grančicu mira neka svetom podeli,
malo je potrebno nekog voleti
dovoljno je samo da se mir ţeli...
A ja ţelim samo mir...
I Only Want Peace
Each moment is colored with the threat,

Rattling weapons and the calling of the
bloody revel,
The day is being lost with some kind of
confusion,
And people, all I want is PEACE.
Death lurks on every corner,

The span of tolerance is shorter,
Laughter and happiness are needed more,
Love and understanding furthermore.
Give a hand of friendship to everyone,

Show a warm smile and good will,
No matter how many differences are there in
this world,
Peace makes miracles and the future
improved.
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The color of the skin is unimportant,
And living in any part of the world,
Peace can connect anything,
With its rainbow colors that are astonishing.
The spoken language is irrelevant,

Ancient wisdom known by everyone,
Everybody should fight for the peace,
Its key should be released...
Let the pigeon out to fly,

The twig of peace to share worldwide,
It takes so little to love someone,
Wishing the peace is all it takes
To become one...
And all I want is PEACE.
ŠTA POSLE
Šta posle kada se srca posvaĎaju

i kada mrţnja stupa na scenu,
šta posle, kada se zavist i zloba raĎaju
kada ţivot naopako okrenu...
Šta posle...
Šta posle kada se ruke razdvoje
i zagrljaj se rasprhne kao da nikada nije bio,
reči ljubavi prestaju da postoje
u snu o sreći koji se snio...
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Šta posle...
Šta posle posle suza kada kvase obraze
kada duša počinje da pati,
šta posle kada se lepe uspomene gaze,
a pravi razlog tome ne moţe da se shvati...
Šta nakon probdevenih noći
nervoze koja ne zna za granice,
kamo u samoći poći,
kako prihvatiti s poverenjem nove
nepoznanice...
Šta posle kada se svemu kaţe kraj
kada se polome ţelje i htenja,
kome i za šta traţiti oproštaj
kada nastupa tišina, nestaju uhićenja...
Šta posle...
jednog iskušenja...
Treba se podići
i krenuti dalje bez objašnjenja...
What Should Be Done Afterwards?
What should be done when two hearts fight?

And the hate takes action?
What shoud happen after the envy and
malice are born?
When life sets off in the wrong direction?
What happens after...?

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What happens after the hands spread appart,
And the hug bursts like it has never existed
before?
The love words stop to be,
In the dream of happiness dreamt...
What happens after...?

What happens after the tears moist the
cheeks,
When the soul starts to suffer?
What happens after the nice memories have
been walked over,
and the realest reason cannot be
comprehended moreover...?
What happens after the sleepless nights,

And the anxiety knows no boundaries?
Where to go privately,
How to accept the new unknown,
With the sense of confidence?
What happens after saying “goodbye” to

everything,
When the wishes and desires are broken,
Whom should I ask for the forgiveness,
When the silence performs,
And the thrill is gone?
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What happens after...
One guilty pleasure...?
You have to pick yourself up,
And move on without any excuse covered
up...
ŠTA JE TO POLJUBAC
Šta je to poljubac...
Da li to liči na spoj usana
Kada se neţno dodiruju
Da li je to samo nadahnuće dana
Kad se nemiri duše u trenutku smiruju...
Čeţnja koja se telom rasplinje
I toplinom dušu greje,
Moţda su to zamišljene linije
Gde se ostvaruju ţelje,
A duša bi da se od sreće smeje...
Da li je to pečat koji ostavlja traga
I u duši utisne magičnost trenutka,
Da li je to korak kad preĎe preko praga
I u ushićenju srce u grudima cupka...
Da li je to magija zaljubljenosti
Kada se dotiču dva sveta
I spajaju krajevi duge,
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Da li je to osećaj ispunjenosti
Kada leptir leti na latici cveta
Pa se usne u strasti ljube...
Da li je to nevidljivi most
Koji spaja dve daleke obale,
A moţda je samo dugo ţeljeni gost
Zvezde koje su zarad ljubavi zaspale...
Jednu šansu za ljubav dale...
What is a Kiss?
What is a kiss?
Does it resemble the joint of
lips
When they gently touch?
Is it just a day’s inspiration
When the unrest souls calm down in the
moment?
What is a kiss?
The desire that fires up the soul
And warms up the body?
Maybe it is imaginary lines
Where the wishes come true
And the soul wants to laugh out of
happiness...
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What is a kiss?
Is it a stamp that leaves a mark
Inside the soul imprints the magical spark?
Is it a step crossing the doorstep
And the thrill that jigs inside the chest...?
What is a kiss?
Is it a magic of falling in love?
When two worlds collide
And join two ends of a rainbow untied?
Is it a feeling of fulfillment
When a butterfly flies to a flower’s petal?
What is a kiss?
Is it an invisible bridge
Which connects two remote coasts?
Maybe it is just a long-wishing host,
The stars that have fallen asleep for the sake
of love...
One chance for the love that they have
provided...
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KADA ĆEMO ŽIVETI
Kada ćemo ţiveti

Ako ne sada
Ostvariti snove daleke
Kada ćemo voleti
Ako ne kad čeţnja dušom ovlada
Kada zagrljaj liči na talasanje reke.
Kada ćemo se voleti
Ako ne sada
Kad još ţara u srcu ima,
Kada ćemo sebi sreću dozvoliti
Da telo telu pripada
Jer kad nestaje vatre
Neće biti ni dima...
A ţivljenje sve manje vremena ima...
When Are We Going to Live?
When are we going to live

If not now?
Make the long-distance dreams come true?
When are we going to love,
If the desire overpowers the soul?
When the hug resembles the ruffling
watercourse?
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When are we going to love

If not now?
While there is still the heart’s glow.
When are we going to allow,
the happiness to ourselves,
and make the two bodies composed?
Because when the fire is gone,

There won’t be smoke,
And the liveliness is timely broken.
NABERI MI STRUČAK LJUBIČICA
Naberi mi stručak ljubičica

I stavi ih na jastuk beli
Da zamirišu tu kraj moga lica
I ţelju zaţeli...
A onda me neţno poljubi
razbi sanak pusti,
iz sna me neţno probudi
reč dve ljubavi izusti...
Neka se pogledi naši sretnu
oko mog vrata ruke sklopi,
razveseli moju dušu setnu
ljubavnom me čarolijom opi...
Naberi mi stručak ljubičica
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Stavi ih na moj dlan,
Svaka će mi reći dal me tvoje srce ţeli
Ili će ova moja čeţnja ostati tajna
nedosanjani san...
Pick Me Up Some Violets
Pick me up some violets,

And put them on the white pillows,
I want to feel their smell next to my face,
And the wish to grace...
Then kiss me gently,

Crack the empty dream,
From sleep gently wake me up,
One or two love words utter out...
Our looks should meet,

Put your hands around my neck,
Make my melancholy soul complete,
With magical love poison me...
Pick me up some violets,
And put them on my palm,
Every one of them will tell me,
Whether your heart wants me.
Will this my desire stay a

secret
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Or unfinished dream?
NIJE MI VAŽNO KO JE ODAKLE
Nije mi vaţno ko je odakle

Samo da je čovek,
Koje su to predrasude koje bi spotakle
I postaju paravan dovek...
Nije mi vaţno ko kojim jezikom govori
Ako se ima do neba dobra volja,
Da ţivot zna da ceni i voli
Da ništa ne deli napola...
Nije vaţno kakve je boje koţe
Vaţna je ljubav koja se u grudima nosi,
Da bude čovek tamo gde se moţe
Da se malim stvarima ponosi...
Jer šta je čovek na ovom svetu,
Samo prolaznik koje vreme
Tu i tamo zavarava,
Zastane na trenutak da odahne
i krene dalje
da otme zaboravljeno od zaborava...
It Does Not Matter Who Comes From

Where
To me...
It does not matter who comes from where.
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It’s important they are a human,
What is the prejudice that stumbles,
And becomes the paravane forever...
It is not important to me which language a

person uses.
Where there is a strong will,
To appreciate and love the life,
Nothing to be shared in halves...
The colors of the skin are unimportant,

The love in the chest is what matters the
most.
To be a human where we can boast,
With the littlest things foremost...
Because, what is a man in this world,

Just a passer-by who plays with the time,
Every now and then,
Stops for a moment to take a breath,
And moves on to seize the forgotten,
From what has been abandoned...
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TVOJA KUĆA JE TAMO
Tvoja je kuća tamo

Gde moje srce
za tebe bezuslovno kuca,
Dovoljan je mig samo
Da se kamen strepnje otkotrlja
I pod ţestinom ljubavi
puca...
Tvoja je kuća tamo
Pod ovim širokim,
plavim nebeskim svodom,
Samo ti i ja znamo
Koliko moţemo,
Koliko umemo jedno drugom
da damo
Bez pritiska
Ne pravdajući se pri tom
Nekim razlogom...
Tvoja kuća je tamo
Gde te čekaju moje raširene ruke
I osmeh toplinom sunca obasjava,
Tvoje je mesto
Srce obećano,
Jastuk snova
Na kome sreća naše duše ispunjava...
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Tvoja kuća je tamo gde smo zajedno
Gde nas nikakve prepreke
Ne mogu zaustaviti,
Tvoj put se nazire jasno,
Kad zatreba uz tebe ću stati,
U svemu ću ti podršku dati...
Your House Is There
Your house is there

Where my heart unconditionally beats,
One wink is enough,
For a worrying rock to roll out,
It cracks under the force of love...
Your house is there,

Under this wide blue sky filled with stars.
Me and you know
How much we can,
How much we are able
To provide to each other.
Without a pressure...
Without justifying...
Your house is there,

Where my spread arms await for you,
And the smile brightens up like the Sun,
Your place,
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The heart promised,
The pillow of dreams,
Where the happiness fulfills our souls...
Your house is there where we are together,

Where no obstacles could stop us.
Your road looms clearly,
I will stand next to you when needed,
And provide you with support heated...
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ČARI ŽENE
Šta to ima u njoj

Da kroz snove izazovno šeta
I misli naprečac prene,
Šta je to što je čini posebnom
Da muškarci padaju
Pred čarima ţene...
Šta se to krije u njenom pogledu
i navodi na razna iskušenja,
koja je to tajna
koja je do srca vodi,
kako se zove taj šarm
koji ima ţena...
Koju to zagonetku predstavlja
I kakve sve tajne
pred drugima krije,
Ţivotu smisao daje, nastavlja
staje tamo gde drugi mogao nije.,
Nekad je kao senka

sledi svoj ţivotni put,
ponekad je njena ćud
reč preka
koja pogaĎa
sred srca mrţnjom kao noţ ljut.
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Šta je to prisutno u njoj
da izazov naprečac pokreće,
ponekad budi u duši nespokoj,
radi trenutka sreće...
Šta to ima u njoj

Da kroz snove izazovno šeta
I misli naprečac prene,
Šta je to što je čini posebnom
Da muškarci padaju
Pred čarima ţene...
The Charms Of a Woman
What is so special about her?

In dreams, walking seductively occurs,
Thoughts carried rashly,
She is so unique,
Making men falling harshly,
In front of the women’s charms...
What is hidden in her eyes,

That induces the temptations?
What is the secret,
Which leads to the heart?
What’s the name of that charm,
That a woman has...?
What kind of riddle is it?

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And what types of secrets
Does it hide in front of others?
It gives a meaning to the life, continues
Stops where others could not.
Sometimes it appears like a shadow
Following its life’s path.
Sometimes it is its mood,
A short-tempered word,
Which affects the heart.
What is within her

Rashly initiating the provocation?
Sometimes it dicomposes the soul,
Just because, oh...
What is so special about her?
In dreams, walking seductively occurs,
Thoughts carried rashly,
She is so unique,
Making men falling harshly,
In front of the women’s charms...
75
LJUBAV JE ONO...
Ljubav je ono što ljude spaja

i nadu za neko sutra daje,
osećanja su lepeza duge
koja nema kraja,
a ponekad suviše skupo
čoveka moţe da staje...
Ljubav je ta
koja nalazi svetlost u tami,
potporu i snagu da se istraje,
putokaz je da se prevaziĎe
tuga u osami
da snove ostvari na javi...
Ljubav je ţivotno iskušenje
u kojem srce ţeli
sve da proba,
laţi tad traţe
neko ustoličenje,
dovode do krajnosti
bola i tegoba....
Ljubav je igra bez pravila
i tada se trenutak hvata
za slamčicu spasa,
uzima se i daje sve ... SNEŽANA ŠOLKOTOVID
76
bez odreĎenog stila,
a ţivot nemilice
uzburka i talasa...
It is The Love
It is the love that connects the people,

And gives the faith for the needed freedom.
Feelings are the curved rainbow,
Which has no end,
Sometimes it is too expensive,
For a man to overspend.
It is the love which finds the light in the

dark,
Gives the support and strenght to carry on
forward,
It is a guidepost to overcome the sorrow
disordered,
To make dreams upon the horror.
Love is a lively temptation,

Wishes to try it all,
Lies seek for some kind of enthronement,
Brings towards the extremeness,
Of pain and hardship felt.
Love is the game with no limits,

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Catching the salvation straw in no minute,
Where everything is given and taken,
With no certain style.
While the life relentlessly,
Ruffles and ripples...
SVETLOST BEOGRADA
Ne moţe nas razdvojiti daljina,

niti kroz godišnja doba vreme,
svetlost Beograda posebnu čaroliju ima
ta slika se često dotiče mene...
Kao da me čeka sa nestrpljenjem,
privlači me istorijom i sjajem
u njemu za svoj nemir nalazim rešenje
potrebu za toplim zagrljajem.
U njemu je satkana sva ljubav moja
inspiracija za rime,teţnja za ostvarivanje
snova,
Beograd je grad sa hiljadu boja,
grad svetlosti, neţnih osećanja i izazova...
Zato me jedna ista relacija čeka...,
do neţnog poljupca i toplog zagrljaja,
Kladovo-Beograd, to je moja zagonetka,
a odgovor tome je sreća
koja moj ţivot ispunjava...
78
The Light of Belgrade

The distance cannot separate us,
Nor the timing through the seasons,
The Belgrade’s light has a special magic
within,
the picture that touches me – leaving an
imprint.
It feels like it is waiting impatiently,

Attracting me with history and glow,
It is where I find the solution to my turmoil,
The need for a warm hug, though.
My whole love is woven there,

The inspiration for the rhymes,
And the aspiration to accomplish my dreams
bare.
Belgrade is the city of thousands of colors,
The city of light, gentle emotions and
temptations...
One and only destination awaits,
Until the gentle kiss and warm hugs,
Kladovo-Beograd is my riddle,
and the answer is my happiness,
which fulfills my life little by little.
79
KAD LJUBAV OSVAJA DUŠU

Ljubav kad osvaja dušu
I srce toplinom ispuni do kraja,
Jedno treba da bude jasno
Taj osećaj magičnošću spaja...
Dovoljni su pogledi
Ko nebo i zemlja
I ništa više,
za neţan zagrljaj treba ţelja
neko sa kim moţe da se diše...
Potrebna su dva tela
čarolija da snove ispunjava,
jedna kretnja smela
i dva oka plava...
Za ljubav treba samo malo
reči koje do srca dopiru
one dve koliko ti je stalo
u kosi prsti koji se igraju u hiru.
Za ljubav uvek postoji dvoje
I uvek ono istančano osećanje,
Nema granica, moje, tvoje,
Niti jedan voli više, drugi manje...
Ljubav osvaja i muškarca i ţenu
I teče bujicom kroz vene,
Voleti ne znači sloţiti se u svemu
Pravu ljubav pokazaće vreme...
80
When Love Conquers the Soul
When love conquers the soul,

And fills the heart uttermost,
One thing should be clear,
That feeling magically joins...
Glances are enough,

Like the sky and ground,
And nothing more.
Desire is needed for a hug,
Someone you can breathe with...
Two bodies are needed,
For the magic to fulfill the dreams,
One brave move,
And the eyes blue...
It takes so little to love,
The words that touch the heart,
Those three that you care for,
Fingers through the hair explore.
It needs two for love,

That aesthetic feeling that has no border,
Nor does one love more.
Love conquers the man and woman,

Flowing through the veins of a human.
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Loving does not mean agreeing on anything,

The realest love will be shown at the right
timing.
MOJA LJUBAV JE DRUGACIJA
Moja ljubav je drugacija, jednostavna,

nalik je kapljici kiše
ispunjava neţnoscu i toplinom
potrabna je ko vazduh koji se diše,
Nema silnih poreĎenja
nit joj je potrebno posebno ime,
obuzima sa puno ushićenja
nadire u svaku poru poput plime...
U njoj dan i noć brišu granice
nema mesta mrţnji, nit osveti,
osmehom preplavljuje lice
naprosto se u duši ko bujica oseti.
Nisu potrebna ubeĎenja
koja znaju raspoloţenja da pokvare,
za svaku prepreku nalazi rešenja
stoji na put onim koji bi da njome
rovare.
Nosi se u grudima dugo
Radi nje se godinama sneva, opstaje
mozda te boje osećanja čine od ţivota
čudo
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zbog nje se na zemlji čvrsto staje.
Ona je bogatstvo koje se ima
koja se bezrezervno daje
i traje, traje...,
onaj koji je ima
boljim čovekom postaje ...,
nikad od nje ne posustaje ...
My Love Is Different
My love is different, simple,

It is like a drop of rain
Filling with gentleness and warmth.
It is needed like air breathed.
There are no extreme comparisons,

Nor does it need a special name,
It takes over with lots of excitement and joy,
Goes with every hole like a wave.
Here, day and night wipe the borders,

There is no room for hatred or revenge,
A face overflowed with a smile,
You can simply feel it in the soul like a
flood.
No convictions are needed,

Which know how to kill the spirit.
83
It finds the solution to each obstacle
repeated,
And stands on the way to everyone,
who tries to dig holes everywhere.
It is carried in the chest for long,

Because of it you have dreams for years,
It survives, perhaps
These colors of feelings make life’s
miracles.
Because of it, you stand firmly on the

ground,
It is the treasure given,
Which unreservedly gives and
Lasts, continues and lasts…
The one who has it,
A better man becomes,
And never gives up…
84
NABERI MI STRUČAK BOSILJA

Naberi mi stručak bosilja
pa mi ga u kosu zadeni,
njega volim više od sveg bilja svojim me
mirisom mami i pleni. Pa me onda privi na
čvrste grudi onako neţno, ko malo dete,
dok zora u svitanju dangubi
a ptice u čeţnji iz gnezda lete.
Šapni mi tiho, najtiše
kako se ljubav sa suncem raĎa, a bosiljak u
kosi nek zamiriše dok se vetar sa pčelom
livadom svaĎa.
Pusti me da me čarolija prirode u strasti,
čeţnjom osvoji,
oni koji vole, ljubavi se ne stide ona
čovekovu stvarnost lepotom boji...
Naberi mi stručak bosilja nek mojom dušom
zamiriše,
i onda kada si daleko od mene hiljadu milja
ono će jedino znati
zašto moja duša za tobom uzdiše...
Ostavi mi na jastuku stručak
bosilja
trag jutra koji na istoku izranja
tek da shvatim da je tren sa tobom zbilja
a ne samo san koji devojačko srce
sanja...
85
GET ME A BASIL STALK
Get me a basil stalk,

And stick it into my hair,
I like it more than all the other herbs,
Its smell entices me.
Then put me on your firm chest gently,
Like a little child,
While the dawn wanders in the morning
intensely,
And the longing birds fly from their nests
collectively.
Whisper to me peacefully, quietly
How love is born together with the sun,
And let the basil in the hair smell,
While the wind quarrels with the meadow
bee.
Allow the longing natural magic to conquer
me passionately,
Those who love are not ashamed of it,
The love colors the human reality with the
beauty.
86
Snežana Šolkotović
NOĆAS
Sanjao sam noćas

da me neţno ljubiš
87
na livadi našoj
u zelenoj travi,
kako me vrelim
poljupcima budiš
dok vetar njiše
različak plavi.
Sanjao sam
tvoje neţne ruke
strastan zagrljaj,
nemirnu dušu
kako uzdiše,
potok sreće
koji venama ţubori
i poljsko cveće
koje na tebe miriše...
Ali to beše
san u snu,
san koji se
kao na javi sanja,
preplavio me je
ljubavni plam,
nesebični osećaj
Slavica Mitrović Marjanović
koje ume samo
srce srcu da poklanja...
TONIGHT
Tonight, I dreamt
Of you kissing me,
88
On our meadow,
On the green grass.
How you woke me up
With hot kisses,
While the wind swings the blue cornflower.
I dreamt your gentle arms,

A passionate hug,
Restless soul it breathes upon.
A stream of luck
Which bubbles in the veins,
And the field flowers smell like you.
But it was a dream inside a dream,
Dream which seemed like reality,
Flooded me like the fire of love,
An unselfish feeling,
Which knows only how to bestow
Heart to heart.
Autor pesme:
Stojan Marjanović (Belgrade -
Ţeleznik/Serbia)
NE BOJ SE
Ne boj se kiše, oluje i vetra,

Ne boj se munje koja nebo para
Nevreme u duši
Stvarnost bi da menja
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Strah bi sreću samo da zavara...
Ne boj se teških reči u priči
Ne boj se senke koja te prati
To bojazan kroz stvarnost paniči
Izgubljenu nadu ţeli da vrati.
Ne boj se ruţnih snova i slika
U svakom trenutku ruku ću ti dati,
Moja je ljubav ko more velika
U tvoju odbranu uvek ću stati.
DON'T BE AFRAID
Don’t be afraid of the rain, storm and wind,
Don’t be scared of the lightning that rips the
sky,
The stormy soul wishes to change the
reality,
The fear wants to deceive the happiness.
Don’t be afraid of the tough words in the

story,
Don’t be scared of the shadow following
you,
It is the fear panicking through reality,
Wanting to return the lost hope.
90
Don’t be afraid of nightmares and ugly
pictures,
I will give you my hand in any moment,
My love is as large as the sea,
I will always speak out in defense of you.
Autor pesme:
Stojan Marjanović (Belgrade -
Ţeleznik/Serbia)
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Sadrţaj:
PREDGOVOR:............................................................... 2
Preface: ....................................................................... 3
BIOGRAFIJA Šolktović Snežane ................................... 4
Biography of the Writer: ............................................. 5
Биографија преводиоца: .......................................... 7
Biography of the Translator: ....................................... 7
ON ............................................................................... 8
.................................................................................... 9
Him .............................................................................. 9
TO... ........................................................................... 10
What We Have .......................................................... 11
ŠTA DE BITI DALJE ...................................................... 12
What Will Happen Next? .......................................... 13
PUT DO SRCA............................................................. 14
The Road to The Heart .............................................. 15
DUŠA DUŠU RAZUME ................................................ 18
A Soul Understands A Soul........................................ 19
HTELA SAM................................................................ 20
I Wanted To............................................................... 21
TI ME VOLIŠ NA SVOJ NAČIN ..................................... 22
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You Love Me in Your Own Way................................. 23
DOTAKNI MI DUŠU .................................................... 24
Touch My Soul........................................................... 25
TI ME ČINIŠ POSEBNOM............................................ 26
You Make Me Feel Special ........................................ 27
IMA RAZNIH LJUBAVI ................................................ 29
Various Types Of Love ............................................... 30
ŠTA DA TI DAM ZA ... ................................................. 32
What Should I Give You For... ................................... 33
ČIME SE MERI LJUBAV... ............................................ 35
How To Measure Love?............................................. 36
MOJ ŽIVOT JE POPUT FILMA ..................................... 39
My Life is Like a Movie .............................................. 39
NE RAZUMETE VI MENE ............................................ 42
You Don’t Understand Me ........................................ 43
NEDOSTAJE MI ... ...................................................... 44
I Miss The… ............................................................... 45
POGLEDAJ BOŽE... ..................................................... 48
Look, God .................................................................. 49
JA SAM NAPUŠTENA OBALA ..................................... 51
I Am the Deserted Coast ........................................... 52
NE MOGU BEZ TEBE .................................................. 54
I Cannot Go On Without You .................................... 55
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I cannot grasp my feelings, ....................................... 55
For the heart freezing, .............................................. 55
You are the one my soul fantasizes about. ............... 55
I cannot go on without you ....................................... 55
Not even in my dreams. ............................................ 55
There is something magical attracting me to you, ... 55
The moment wishes to jokingly seduce. ................... 55
Your presence always means to me, ........................ 55
The conlcusion is always the same, .......................... 55
I cannot go on without you. ...................................... 55
Your smile heats my soul, ......................................... 55
Within the chest, the loving heart rattles, ................ 55
You are in the every falling snowflake, ..................... 55
In every move that bluffs the reality with a creap.... 55
The snow traces fade under the flurry wind,............ 55
While the words resound on the deserted street. ... 55
The butterflies in the stomach levitate, .................... 55
While the fatigue slowly walks over me. .................. 55
I cannot go on without you, ...................................... 55
Love writes the rhymes for us................................... 56
The desire can take me into the unknown ............... 56
Silently calling your name… ...................................... 56
I cannot go on without you… .................................... 56
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Only silence can understand my unrest,................... 56
In the end…. It is all the same, .................................. 56
You are what matters to me, .................................... 56
Without you – my life makes no sense. .................... 56
JA ŽELIM SAMO MIR... .............................................. 57
I Only Want Peace ..................................................... 58
ŠTA POSLE ................................................................. 59
What Should Be Done Afterwards? .......................... 60
ŠTA JE TO POLJUBAC ................................................. 62
What is a Kiss?........................................................... 63
KADA DEMO ŽIVETI ................................................... 65
When Are We Going to Live? .................................... 65
NABERI MI STRUČAK LJUBIČICA ................................ 66
Pick Me Up Some Violets .......................................... 67
NIJE MI VAŽNO KO JE ODAKLE .................................. 68
It Does Not Matter Who Comes From Where .......... 68
TVOJA KUDA JE TAMO ............................................... 70
Your House Is There .................................................. 71
ČARI ŽENE.................................................................. 73
The Charms Of a Woman .......................................... 74
LJUBAV JE ONO... ...................................................... 76
It is The Love ............................................................. 77
SVETLOST BEOGRADA ............................................... 78
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The Light of Belgrade ................................................ 79
KAD LJUBAV OSVAJA DUŠU....................................... 80
When Love Conquers the Soul .................................. 81
MOJA LJUBAV JE DRUGACIJA .................................. 82
My Love Is Different .................................................. 83
NABERI MI STRUČAK BOSILJA ................................... 85
GET ME A BASIL STALK .............................................. 86
NODAS ....................................................................... 87
TONIGHT ................................................................... 88
NE BOJ SE .................................................................. 89
DON'T BE AFRAID ...................................................... 90
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HORIZONTI LJUBAVI / HORIZONS OF

LOVE
SNEŢANA ŠOLKOTOVIĆ
Prevod sa srpskog na engleski jezik:Nataša

Bojanović
Izbor pesama: Šolkotović Zlatko
Idejno rešenje korica:Šolkot
Crteţi: Šolkot
Štampa: -PRVENAC – Negotin
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Horizonti ljubavi = Horizons of Love / Snežana Šolkotovid ;
*crteži
Šolkot ; prevod sa srpskog na engleski jezik Nataša
Bojanovid+. - Beograd :
S. Šolkotovid, 2019 (Negotin : Prvenac). - 98 str. : ilustr. ;
21 cm
Uporedo srp. tekst i engl. prevod. - Autorkina slika. - Tiraž

100. - Str. 2: Predgovor / Zlatko Šolkotovid. - Biografija
Šolktovid Snežane: str. 4. -
Biografija prevodioca: str. 7.
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HORIZONTI LJUBAVI - HORIZONS OF LOVE

Profesor: Zlatko Šolkotović

Professor: Zlatko Šolkotović

BIOGRAFIJA Šolktović Snežane

Biography of the Writer:

Sneţana Šolkotović was born in 1962. She is

Biography of the Translator:

First thought of a new day is him.

What we have is nameless,

ŠTA ĆE BITI DALJE

Kada ljubav presuši u mom srcu

What Will Happen Next?

When love drains off in my heart?

What will happen next,

The Road to The Heart

The road to the heart is somehow the

The road to the heart is somehow different

Time is always needed,

Moţe se rečima dati do znanja

It can be explained with words,

Many different things could be written,

There is some tenuous thread,

The thoughts are the ones that lead towards

The words are simply a moment’s reflection,

The soul is the one that understands another

I wanted to give you a vow in front on the

I exist because of you...

Ti me voliš na svoj način

You love me in your own way,

It is called love, a spectrum of colored

You love me the way I am,

Each and every touch is like a promise,

Our love is like a protest

Touch my soul with love,

Touch me with your smile,

Touch me with your thoughts,

Touch my soul with love,

Ti si neko ko mi mnogo znači

You Make Me Feel Special

You make me feel special,

You make me different

You are someone who means a lot to me,

A gentle look is enough to me,

I became like this because of you

You make me feel special,

IMA RAZNIH LJUBAVI

Ima raznih ljubavi

Various Types Of Love

There are various types of love,

While the heart trembles faster,

It blinks in the moment of lust,

There is a multitude of love spoken about,

ŠTA DA TI DAM ZA ...

Šta da ti dam za taj smešak

What Should I Give You For...

What should I give for a smile,

What should I give for a gentle hand-touch,

What should I give for a light pace,

What should I give for the appearance

ČIME SE MERI LJUBAV...

Čime se meri ljubav...,

How To Measure Love?

How to measure love?

How to measure love?

How to measure love?

Is there a measurement for love?