Dance Of Unknowns ~ Ples Nepoznatih Poem by Jankovic Zoran

Unknown woman and me.
We looked into the eyes.
I looked down at her
perfectly bare knees.

I looked back and saw
only nervous tweets
on the tops of her lips.
She nodded her head
and I followed her.

It was a night without sounds,
without unnecessary words and pictures.
We played dance of unknowns.
We trembled as a perfect couple.

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Ples nepoznatih

Nepoznata žena i ja
smo se gledali u oči.
Spustih pogled na njena
savršeno gola koljena.

Vratih pogled i vidjeh
samo nervozni titraj
na vrhovima njenih usana.
Klimnula je glavom
i ja sam je slijedio.

Bila je to noć bez zvukova,
bez nepotrebnih riječi i slika.
Igrali smo ples nepoznatih,
a drhtali smo kao savršen par.