Znam da grešim,
i moj bol sa tobom jeca,
i dalje se gušim u tišini mog besa.

Dan je dug,
tišina me guši,
nadam se da grešim,
i da k'o nekad gubim.

Dolazi taj dan,
lečim te u vinu,
tišina k'o strah,
reči sa mnom ginu.

Juče greške brojim,
Danas grehe praštam,
Sutra ako budem,
misliću da sanjam.

Tvoje brige zubi,
jedu me k'o dreka,
Tvoje mirne ćudi,
smire me k'o reka.

Zbog tebe sad jesam,
u meni je praznina,
kad sa tobom dišem,
zaboravljam vina.

Duša moja krv
sad u vinu traži,
a moja krv tebe,
čuva k'o na straži.

Pijem, znam da gubim,
i da zamnom jecaš,
Pijem jer bol krijem,
i duša mi puca.

The weak can never forgive. Forgiveness is the attribute of the strong.

Hate the sin, love the sinner.

It is unwise to be too sure of one's own wisdom. It is healthy to be reminded that the strongest might weaken and the wisest might err.

You must be the change you want to see in the world.

Victory attained by violence is tantamount to a defeat, for it is momentary.

An eye for an eye makes the whole world blind.

I think it would be a good idea.