
Pesem je prevedla v Angliščini Nada
Red
I am not the first to realize the truth.
You stand on the riverbank, contemplating the current.
You see the water rushing over the pebbles,
And then you know—this water is red.
Red, its depths darkening,
And the scream of its spray is silently slaughtered
On the altar of consciousness.
Faeg pomota - pesem je prevedla druga Nada, pozdrave Nada P.
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