ALMA BULJUBAŠIĆ MAGLIĆ
Only The Moon Knows
Only the moon
knows how much we loved each other
we didn't really
want this evil ..
Our love in its
reflection was carried away by the white seagull to the waters of the North
Sea,
down to the Bosnian
mountains ..
We longed for
the old days
our flowers and
every spring ..
We dreamed of
clear rivers
that
seventy-some remained in my soul ..
Everything that
was beautiful lasted a short time
our dreams and
our guardian moon are dead,
the white gull
also died, and so did the place
where we met ..
Our country and
humanity died with it
springs have
died in my heart ..
An empty soul
like a desert
sad heart as
alms,
life hopes to
dawn again some blue dawn ..
A new country
will be loved
love will be born,
lilacs will
bloom
those fragrant
flowers, sometime in the spring ..
He will be
embalmed to survive forever, to never stop ... somewhere, sometimes permanently
and endlessly ..
New loves will
come to life, new people
those most
beautiful flowers al’nas will not be ..
My Eternity
You are my
flower
and my whole
world,
tulips that
bloom
sister to no one
neda te.
You're my spring
summer and
autumn,
and the winter
is cold
you are my world
the most
beautiful flowers.
You're my
aspirin
when I get restless,
you are my soul
eternal peace.
You're my
morning
at dawn,
you are my
friend
every day.
You are my heart
and my soul,
life with you
he goes and
listens.
You are my light
and my joy,
my home
dear guest.
You are my star
shining night
which lives forever
in my room.
You are mine
and mine to me
all there
to eternity.
ALMA BULJUBAŠIĆ MAGLIĆ
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