She Threw A Dress On The Grass ~ Bacila Je Haljinu Na Travu Poem by Jankovic Zoran

She sent me the picture and said:
"This is just for you."
I imagined her body
and I was mad at fate
what we are miles away.

Instinct is the greatest gift
who have animals.
He leads them precisely through the path
by which they want to reach the goal,
Some are predators and some prey.

A man imagines, thinks,
and only then decides.
It's the greatest misfortune
which was donated by nature.

I guess that's why I've never seen it
no part of her body.
I didn't admit that I wanted to be a booty.
I just watched admiringly
in the ordinary picture of the dress on the grass.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Bacila je haljinu na travu

Poslala mi je sliku i rekla:
"Ovo je samo za tebe."
Zamislio sam njeno tijelo
i bio sam ljut na sudbinu
što smo miljama daleko.

Instinkt je najveći dar
koji imaju životinje.
On ih vodi precizno putem
kojim žele stići do cilja,
Neke su predatori a neke plijen.

Čovjek zamišlja, mašta i razmišlja,
pa tek onda odlučuje.
To je najveća nesreća
kojom ga je darovala priroda.

Valjda zato nisam nikad vidio
ni jedan dio njenog tijela.
Nisam joj priznao da želim biti plijen.
Samo sam gledao zadivljeno
u obične sliku haljine na travi.