Figure Skating ~ Umjetničko Klizanje Poem by Jankovic Zoran

(The Memories of J. Torvill and K. Dean ~ Sarajevo 1984)

The feet don't leave traces on the ice.
A walker on the ice is a funny figure
like a penguin trying to survive
where it's not his place.
Sometimes he slips and falls.

The blade of the skater makes a wound on the ice
so that the one who loves him will survive on it.
The slider is like a hunter who
torment their prey because loves him.
I stumbled once, twice but I will never fall.
Long ago I learned to skate.

I'm doing a good with the Axel and a Lutz.
For technical value I always got at least 5,8.
For an artistic impression sometimes.
When I think I'm a hunter on ice
lose my rhythm and just wander sluggishly.
When I feel love between the ice and me
I dance my most beautiful Bolero.

In fact, ice and love are the same.
When they serve only for the plain fun
they are cruelly sacred.
But when you feel chemistry
they surrender to the end.

The problem is only when love and ice
become a part of figure skating.
You are struggling to learn the technique
but you never know how to leave the impression.
The Judges are just a people.

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Umjetničko klizanje

(Sjećanje na Dž. Torval i K. Din ~ Sarajevo 1984)

Stopala ne ostavljaju tragovena ledu.
Šetač po ledu je smiješna figura
koja poput pingvina pokušava da opstane
tamo gdje mu nije mjesto.
Ponekad se oklizne i padne.

Oštrica klizaljke ranjava led
da bi onaj ko ga voli opstao na njemu.
Klizač je kao lovac koji
koji muči svoj plijen jer ga voli.
Ja posrnem jednom, dvaput
ali pasti neću nikad.
Davno sam naučio da kližem.

Dobro radim aksl i luc.
Za tehničku vrijednost
uvijek sam dobijao bar 9.
Za umjetnički dojam ponekad.
Kad pomislim da sam lovac na led
izgubim ritam i samo tromo tumaram.
Kad osjetim ljubav između leda i mene
ja plešem moj najljepši Bolero.

Ustvari, led i ljubav su isti.
Kad nekom služe samo za običnu
zabavu oni se okrutno svete.
Ali kad osjete hemiju
oni se predaju do kraja.

Problem je samo kad ljubav i led
postanu dio umjetničkog klizanja.
Namučiš se dobro da naučiš tehniku
ali nikad ne znaš kakav ćeš dojam ostaviti.
Sudije su ipak samo ljudi.