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O, what a joy
to be HOME again
to stroll the old paths
to roam the well-known streets
to meet the friends from the childhood
o, what a thrill
to talk about the good, old times
to cry and to laugh for being– home again

O , what a happiness
listening the birds’ singing in the hills
enjoying the crickets’ violins in the meadows
having a picnic by the river
which flows toward the sea
carrying in its embrace
our dreams and hopes

O, what a blessing
to say hello again
to life filled with purpose and meaning
and hug it again, for ever
with you– my Dearest…

“Rijeka bez povratka”


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