I the being of pure deceptions
Hide the hair from solitude
The hair the evening was silent about
I by the desert thirst cracked
Patchwork the edges of time
A universe flat on my own forehead
I push into the last heart beat
(Lyrical icon 2005)
Lirikon 1
Ja bić e č istih zabluda
Od osame skrivam kose
Što ih je ć utalo več e
Ja od žeđ i pustinje ispucala
Rubove vremena krpim
Svemir poravnat na svome č elu
Guram u posljednji otkucaj
(Lirska ikona 2005)
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