Sve boje sveta Čudan je ovaj svet u meni kad se od lišća zazeleni ili poplavi kao svila od dečije kose i ptičjih krila. Čudan je ovaj svet u meni kad sve požuti i porumeni. Van mene dosta boja živi. Van mene katkad svet i posivi, ili se smrači i naoblači. Dobro je zato što postoje i ove moje lepše boje. I neki osmeh sunčan i plah. I vetar nečujan kao dah. Pa sve kad trne i sve kad svene, kad tmurno izgleda svet oko mene, u meni živi sto vatrometa nekakvog šarenijeg i lepšeg sveta. Ponekad želim da podelim moje rumeno sa gradom celim, i moje belo sa žutom travom, i moje žuto sa noći plavom, i moje plavo sa rekom snenom… Jedino čuvam ono zeleno za neke oči što nisu moje, al’ iz njih rastu, odavno rastu sve druge oči i druge boje. | English Translation All Colours Of The World Strange is this world inside me when leaves turn it green or it gets blond like silk from children’s hair and birds’ wings. Strange is this world inside me when everything turns yellow and becomes rosy. Beside me, many colours live. Beside me, the world even turns gray sometimes, or it gets dark and gloomy. It’s good because there are also these nicer colours of mine. As well as some smiles, sunny and shy. And the wind as inaudible as breath. So that, when everything numbs, and when everything withers, when the world around me looks somber, a thousand fireworks of some more colourful and more beautiful world live inside of me. I sometimes wish to share my rosiness with the entire city, and my white with the yellow grass, and my yellow with the blue night, and my blue with the dreamy river… The only thing I keep is the green for some eyes that aren’t mine, but all other eyes and other colours grow out of them, have been growing since long time ago. |
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