Ako ti jave: Umro sam, a bio sam ti drag,
Onda će u tebi odjednom nešto posiveti
Na trepavicama magla. Na usni pepljast trag.
Da li si uopšte ponekad, mislio šta znači živeti?
Ako ti jave: Umro sam, eve šta će biti.
Hiljadu šarenih riba lepršaće mi kroz oko.
I zemlja će me skriti i korov će me skriti.
A ja ću za to vreme leteti visoko, visoko
Zar misliš da moja ruka, koleno, ili glava
može da bude sutra koren breze il'trava?
Ako ti jave: Umro sam, ne veruj, to ne umem.
Na ovu zemlju sam svratio da ti namignem malo.
Da za mnom ostane nešto kao lepršav trag.
I zato: Ne budi tužan. Toliko mi je stalo
da ostanem u tebi
budalast i čudno drag.
Neka to bude tajna.
Uprkos danima sivim
Kad vidiš kometu da vidik zarumeni,
Upamti: to ja još uvek šašav letim, i živim.
English translation soon....
(the original of this poem was by Maja Angelo)
Women wonder where my secret lies well,
yes I'm cute and built to suit a fashion model's size,
but its much more that that, that makes me Me;
And those who don't know me think I'm telling lies,
so I say:
Its in the reach of my arms,
the span of my hips,
the stride of my step,
the curl and plumpness of my lips,
I'm a woman, Phenomenally.
Phenomenal woman, that's me.
I walk into a room just as cool as you please,
and to a man, the fellows stand or fall down on their knees,
then they swarm around me, a hive of honey bees,
so I say:
Its the fire in my eyes,
and the flash of my teeth,
the swing in my waist,and the joy in my feet.
Its my family.
I'm a woman, Phenomenally.
Phenomenal woman, that's me.
Men have wondered whats the mystery in me,
one have had a teaspoon of me, the other half a tablespoon
the third has tried so much but just can't touch my inner mystery,
then I tease them and show them,
and so I say:
It's in the arch of my back,
the stream of Slavic blood,
running through my veins.
It's the ride of my breasts,
the sun of my smile,
and the grace of my style.
I say its the intellect within me,
my spiritual soul that makes me,
the phenomenal woman thats me.
why I don't shout or jump about or have to talk real loud;
And when you see me passing, it ought to make you proud,
when I say, I'm 5ft 8,
and its the click of my heels, my piercing eyes,
its my flowing hair, my confidence,
and when my beauty and youth is no longer or seem to stale,
I won't be sad or dwidle away,
because my soul is sound and one with God.
I'm a woman, Phenomenally,
Phenomenal woman, Yes that's Me:)))
