Holly Princess ~ Sveta Princeza Poem by Jankovic Zoran

The fake, smiling princess
touched my soul with
a glowing magic wand.
She didn't see my ugly wounds.
I loved her smile
even when it hurts me.

When I rolled up
my heart on the sleeve
and when I showed her the scars,
above her face appears
a halo of saints.

I saw an old smile
but I didn't play the new game.
For the sake of princess
I would wander still
in a sick fairy tale,
but in the world of the dead
I don't know how to survive.

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Sveta princeza

Lažna, nasmijana princeza je
užarenim čarobnim štapićem
dodirivala moju dušu.
Nije vidjela moje ružne rane.
Volio sam njen osmijeh
čak i kad mi nanosi bol.

Kad je vidjela moje srce na rukavu
pokazao sam joj moje ožiljke
a nad njenim likom
ukazao se oreol svetice.

Vidio sam stari osmijeh
ali novu igru nisam igrao.
Zbog princeze bih lutao
i dalje u bolesnoj bajci,
ali u svijetu mrtvih
ja ne znam kako da preživim.