DEAD GIRL
I hear the weeping all around,
Funeral bells – I pray,
Oh, God, let it be anyone,
Let it not be her today.
And everything’s gone awry,
So bleak, quieter each day,
All we once shared together
Is never, never to stay.
They take you there now,
As your body fades and fades,
Soon I’ll follow the same path,
My hair already grays.
Oh, what a beauty she was,
But is this her here today?
That she was once alive,
The funeral bells now say.
By Dominis
MRTVA DJEVOJKO
Čujem jecanje odasvud,
i čujem mrtvačka zvona,
daj Bože da je bilo tko,
samo da nije ona.
I sve je pošlo naopako,
sve je sumorno, tiše i tiše,
sve što smo zajedno prošli
nikada, nikada više.
Tebe odnose tamo,
dok tijelo ti blijedi i blijedi,
i ja ću doskora istom,
i meni kosa već sijedi.
Oh kakva je ljepotica bila,
pa zar ovo sada je ona,
da je bila nekada živa,
sad svjedoče mrtvačka zvona.
By Dominis
