A poet is no ordinary man.
An ordinary man,
when he slips
on a step of love,
skips it the next time.
A poet, when he slips
on a step of love,
sits on it and suffers.
On many, cold
steps of love,
the most beautiful
love verses were born.
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Stepenici ljubavi
Pjesnik nije običan čovjek.
Običan čovjek
kad se oklizne
na stepenik ljubavi
sledeći put ga preskoči.
Pjesnik kad se oklizne
na stepenik ljubavi,
na njega sjedne i pati.
Na mnogim, hladnim
stepenicima ljubavi
su nastali najljepši
ljubavni stihovi.
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