Još uvek brojim sate praznih minuta,
tuđih sećanja kojima sam verovao.

I dalje se sećam da sam brojao sate
do punih minuta njenih dodira.

Verujem.

My days are waves of shaken truth,
mixedup feelings and heavy thoughts.

They come and go around like life and death,
joy and fear, you and me.

My moments of blind truth are rare, but endless.

Nevertheless, sorrow remains...