I ne tako davno O životu je još maštao Ali bio je mlad, mada inteligentan I Uvek sa željom Da ne bude deo Gomile bez imena Već junak Remboa i kamija (udisao je život sa distance)
I ponekad zna, da stojeći sam, prijatelje zamišlja Oni su tu, uvek uz njega, na dohvatu ruke Lica koja prolaze
There was a time When he used to make plans But he was young Although clever minded To be part Of a nameless crowd Just reading Rembaud and Camus (He was breathing a life from distance)
From time to time, sending shaki'n regards To invisible friends Passing him by and waving to him Watching people every day
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