Love

Love

By Jovan Dučić

Is this love or a need that I endure
To love? This so deep a desire –
Is it of a heart mighty and pure?
Or the effort of a soul faint entire?

This woman I love – is she real?
Or just a shadow crossing my way,
The roving of thought with no feel,
The fruit of a painful minute in a day!

I know not; twixt the reality and dream,
I can feel my heart suffer and yearn so.
If tears come, if wounds grow extreme,
Even then none of this will I know.

Translation from the Serbian by:
Ljiljana Parović

Ljubav

Je li ovo ljubav, ili bolna jedna
potreba da ljubim? Ova želja plava,
je li želja srca moćnoga i čedna?
Ili napor duše koja malaksava?

Je li ovo žena koju ljubim, zbilja?
Il’ sen na prolasku preko moga puta,
tumaranje misli bez svesti i cilja,
i sve delo jednog bolnoga minuta!

Ne znam; no na međi toga sna i jave,
vidim moje srce da čezne i pati.
I suze kad dođu, rane zakrvave –
ja ni onda od tog ništa neću znati.

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