Vlati trave

TAMO GDE TRAVA SPAVA

Vlati trave rastu same

Na ivici, na parkingu niknu tiho

Kapljice rose ih poje

Bogato zelene boje

Tamo gde trava spava

A da li sanja trava?

Da li sanja i trava plava mora?

Da li sanja pesmu svog zavičaja?

Slike pejzaža

Peščanih plaža

U jutra rana

Svežinu Mediterana?

Da li puste suzu

Reci setne

Prijatelj iskren kad se sretne?

Guste se polja i livade

Prkosno stoje

Plave oblake broje

Vlati trave su svuda

U svakom delu planeta

Ovoga našeg sveta.

English :

Far away where the grass is sleeping
Leaves of grass grow themselves
On the brink, on the parking
Shining drops of dew
The rich green color
Where the grass is sleeping
Does grass dreams of blue sea?
Does grass dreams song of native land?
Pictures of landscapes
Sandy beaches
In the early morning
Mediterranean freshness?
Does grass shed a tear
Like old friends when they meet after long time?
Dense fields and meadows
Standing upright
Looking at the clouds in the sky
The leaves of grass are everywhere
In every part of planet.

Inspired by Walt Whitman Poetry