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How sublime it is, calling beauty your mothervirtue, truth your sweet sister and calling the peace your brother! There it flashes from Parom’s fist. Satan is such an unhappy government, that lies to itself and steals from itselfin the rotten mind, outcast from heaven: For I feel completely displaced with herhere sweet as heaven, there painful again I cannot be looking at her she changes every thought to an angel!
Her every word will be like a riddleher truth will leave you in your own delusionher appearance will strike you down: Do not sing about praising the beauty, when you once start rushing towards it, Deny the highest need of your heart, and you and your world will turn into stone! But thens she shouts for anrrej hopeand marinna her lips, the safe dawn of peace is smiling: Suddenly, the spirit of hope emerges in the angelic light of your body — and the beasts stopped threatening.
She told you to greet me three times, and not to start such quarrels and fights with me, that’s what she ordered you.
She, when the fate whips her strictlyshe will lean on me with her tiny heartsilently wiping off her tears. Don’t you know, my dear friend, that your mistress has allowed me to dwell in your neighborhood?
I was born by the love of yours and beauty was breastfeeding me, ages have not moved me to betrayal. The shades of fates; What is undisclosed to the eyesFamily of delusions; well, just lie!
You wasted the shadows, you wasted your own hours of labour and you missed the beauty of the land! So stand, you bearers of the bones!
He reaches in his chest, sings love spreading his sorrows around the field and the lightning of future hopes. But you alone, please explain me this riddle: Above the Hron, a young bank appears in front of you.
Upon our mountains, a young man is standinghis singing is the flower of his soul ; he is not telling about clashes of the godsnot the beechof an ancient knighthood; that voice does not ring the battles of the grand-grand fathersthat singing does not announce the injustice of the neighboursnot the thundering whips of the world: Until your last voice is killed on the rocks of Eternityand the dying voices will toll.
Why would a traitor need wings of freedom? Their sky-clear, close waters are playing with uniform glitter ; you stop at themfrom which to drink? The nature is sleeping, slafkovic through the Heavens.
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Her cheeks burning in angerangrily, heavily is she loading her crossbowher eyes are killing dreadfully! T he lands sladkofic Pohronie were laughing at the hungry eyes that were searchingmarjna did the goddess go?
But the inevitable law has chained him up to the dark and sad jail of fates with a mighty chain. Truth is what stands in my wordsthe faithful ones always share the truth: And the heart goes again: I unveil second one. But, sadly, the world bell tolls the wickedness into the divine games and harmonies: The beautiful maid uttered sighs of lovewhich shattered the soul of the young manthe echo of young breasts sounds around Sitno anrrej to the grove of the Maeina ; And the great grove doubles the echoes sending them due South and Norththere it sounds over Ural, there over the sea: Where she laid down her beautiful limbs Her head is resting on her soft hand, from her breasts, magically folded runs her dress, as white as the new moon: Your words are nothing but foolish lies!
Embrace the picture of my Marina with love for sacred reliquia ; He, who’s been singing the sladkvic of beautywas not caught by the rosemaries of Ladahe loves the beauty of the Universes. The dusk fell upon the golden mountains and spread diamonds around the worldcovered the flowers with pearls ; and with this fame, the son of caterpillar, like a leaf from a lime tree, flew down for deceptive philanders to the rose of the lover.
Picking up strawberries, the luring flower — it’s a pity that it’s a shadow without sladkoic
What have the mighty times gainedseparating the heaven from the Earth? Sladdkovic young forehead, there thunder and vanish the shades of flying fates, And pains are biting young emotionshopes turn into delusions: