Lada, the road godess- Lada, boginja puteva

Whatever one is drawned in is the place to learn to swim
Whatever path one takes it is the path to find a road
Whatever one asks for it the thing one cries for
Whatever one dies in is the place one cries in
Wherever the steps go crying tearful walk
Whatever path one takes it is the path to find a road
Whatever one asks for it the thing one cries for
Wherever the steps go crying tearful walk
Whatever path one takes it is the path to find a road...

U cemu se utopi u tome i propliva
Kojom stazom hodi njome nadje put
U cem ište u tom nade
U cem gine u tom vapi
U cemu mu korak proplakuje hod
Kojom stazom hodi njome nadje put
U cem ište u tom vapi
U cem vapi u tom nadje
U cemu mu korak proplakuje hod
Kojom stazom hodi njome nadje put...

Written in 1995.

poem by Miroslava Odalovic
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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