I pray for that happy day
when I lose, o my Muse,
my heart full of the pain.
I am a man who loved in vain.
This is my biggest sin.
You don't know what I mean:
Rest we in a piece
like bad memories.
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Loše uspomene
Molim se da što prije svane.
Vrijeme je za pjesmu iz D mola:
O moja Muzo, moje srce gubi dane,
ono je puno užasnog bola.
To su moji najveći grijesi
a ti ostani to što i jesi,
čudna, nedodirljiva žena:
Počivajmo u miru kao loše uspomene.
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I would like to translate this poem
Bad memories are so painful. Well written