Uspomena!
A Memory!
Ja se često sjetim tebe,i ljubavi naše žarke.Da li je to ljubav bilaili tvoje spretne varke?
Often I remember youand our love that burned so bright.Was it love, what we both had,or your artful, clever sleight?
Koliko sam puta, draga,najsretnije biće bio?Ljubavne sam divne snoveu tvome krilu, mila, snio.
Darling, oh, how many timeswas I happiest of men?Lovely dreams of love I dreamtin your lap, my dear, back then.
Kao milom čedu svome,njedarca mi dala svoja.Ljubeći me nježno, strasno,bila si mi draga moja.
As to your own darling child,you would give your breast to me;kissing me with tender fire,my own darling you would be.
A sada smo samo stranci.Ni tvoj pogled neće mene.A ljubavi više nema,ostale su uspomene.
Now we're nothing more than strangers,and your glance, too, shows disdain;and the love is there no more;only memories remain.
Valpovo, 1975.
Valpovo, 1975