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Tragovi proslosti

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Published: Oct 31, 2013

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Sad je samo setno sećanje,
Koje polako bledi;
Uskoro ga više neće biti.
A mi se pitamo,
Šta li nam' sledi.

Vuku se reči po usnama,
Tako sporo i nečujno;
K'o potoci u vrelim letnjim noćima.
Nestaju lagano, i potajno.

Zaboravljeni.
Poput starih kaseta,
Čiji omoti, izbledeli i oguljeni,
Sada samo skupljaju prašinu.

I niko to ne pominje,
I svi uvek o tome ćute.

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,,Tragovi prošlosti''

Just another one of my poems on Serbian.
The most accurate English translation I could come up with:

''Marks of the Past''

Now it's only a heavy memory,

That's slowly fading away;

Soon it will be gone.

And we wonder,

What's yet to come.

Words hauling across lips,

So slow and quietly.

Like brooks in the hot summer nights.

Disappearing gently, and stealthily.

Forgotten.

Like old cassettes,

Whose wrap, faded and worn out,

is now only collecting dust.

And no one mentions it.

And everyone's quiet about it.

My contribution to the project and exhibition:
''Gde god zagrebeš naidješ na ranu'' - ''Scratch and you will find a wound'' by Jelena Marković

About which you can read:

here

and here

Hope you like it!