The Poem Hunter catches
Sometimes a good poem.
Keep up the poem for the year.
His Love is a means of work.
A cold weapon that kills prey.
The Hunter of Feelings does not exist.
The poet is just an ordinary shepherd.
He clambered quietly down the hill of passion.
He complains for a sheep that was lost
and does not see that has a whole herd.
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Lovac na pjesme i pjesnik
Lovac na pjesme uhvati
ponekad dobru pjesmu.
Čuva je godinama.
Njegova ljubav je posao.
Hladno oružje kojim ubija plijen.
Lovac na osjećanja ne postoji.
Pjesnik je samo običan pastir
on tuguje tiho gore na brdu strasti
žali za ovcom koju je izgubio
a ne vidi da ima čitavo stado.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem