"How is it, MY Ego, in Belgrade? "
A small message came to me.
I answered:
"I'm fine, my dear, I'm fine.
When the first message,
whom I read,
is drawn smile on your face,
I know that I will end this evening
in good a society of small,
ordinary and dear words
which are a sign of attention and friendship
which we miss in a crazy race
for a better tomorrow
that comes slowly
to those who don't have time
for other My Dearest Me."
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Moje Ja
"Kako je, MOJE JA, u Beogradu? "
Zatekla me jedna mala poruka.
Odgovorio sam:
"Dobro sam, mila moja, dobro sam.
Kad mi prva poruka koju pročitam
namakne osmijeh na lice ja znam
da ću i ovo veče završiti u dobrom
društvu malih, običnih i dragih riječi
koje su znak pažnje i prijateljstva
koje nam nedostaje u suludoj trci
za boljim sutra koje sporo dolazi
onima koji nemaju vremena za
svoje drugo MOJE JA."
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem