Just a drop,
on my face,
a sacred drop of rain....
How can rain purify a person?
How can rain caress a person with love?
A bird,
in front of me,
a lonely bird...
How can it share my feelings?
How can it sing to me with love?
A city,
that I am in,
Belgrade is just a city...
How can it talk to me?
How can it cry with me?
Danube,
is a river,
that flows to the see...
How can it carry my feelings?..
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