Selma Kopic
You are mine
You are mine
Let them talk
whatever anyone wants,
let them think
whatever anyone whish!
You are a busy territory,
deep buried foundations,
well-laid wall.
One through one,
recorded,
written down!
Nourished by dreams,
Defended by tears!
How does she not know that?
Doesn't she feel
the power of this fort
irrefutable?
And there is no such torrent,
and there is no wind
who can rock it!
How can she not see it, God!?
Moj si
Neka priča ko šta hoće,
neka misli ko šta želi,
ti si zauzeta teritorija!
Duboko ukopani temelji,
dobro utvrđen zid.
Jedan kroz jedan
zavedeno, gruntovano!
Snovima hranjeno,
suzama branjeno!
Kako ona to ne zna?
Zar ne osjeti
moć ove utvrde
neoborive?
I nema te bujice,
i nema tog vjetra
koji je poljuljati može!
Kako ona to ne vidi, bože!
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