By Augustin Tin Ujević

Tonight my brow is all agleam,
Tonight sweat burns my eye;
‘n’ my mind is blest with a dream,
Tonight of beauty I shall die.

The soul is passionate down deep,
It is a torch that shines night by;
In silence, let us weep, oh weep,
In solitude, let us die, oh let us die.

Translation by: Ljiljana Parović


Noćas se moje čelo žari,
noćas se moje vjeđe pote;
i moje misli san ozari,
umrijet ću noćas od ljepote.

Duša je strasna u dubini,
ona je zublja u dnu noći;
plačimo, plačimo u tišini,
umrimo, umrimo u samoći.



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