Your eyes had the color of glass.
I saw in their reflection an autumn
who calling the scent of spring.
I turned and left forever.
I didn't believe to filmy eyes
who call love with a false tear.
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Tvoje oči
Tvoje oči su imale boju stakla.
Vidio sam u njihovom odrazu
jesen koja zove miris proljeća.
Okrenuo sam se i otišao zauvijek.
Nisam vjeravao prozirnim očima
koje lažnom suzom dozivaju ljubav.
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