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No... don't come to me! I want to adore
and love your two eyes from far, far away.
For, happiness's beau just while waiting for --
when only allusion comes out of its way.
No... don't come to me! There is more allure
in waiting with sweet apprehension, fear.
Just while seeking out everything is pure;
It's nicer when just forboding is near.
No... don't come to me! Why that, and what for?
Only from afar all stars spark and glee;
Only from afar we admire all.
No... let not your eyes come closer to me.
~ THE END ~
Десанка Максимовић
Стрепња
Не, немој ми прићи! Хоћу издалека
да волим и желим ока твоја два.
Јер срећа је лепа само док се чека,
док од себе само наговештај да.
Не, немој ми прићи! Има више дражи
ова слатка стрепња, чекање и стра'.
Све је много лепше донде док се тражи,
о чему се само тек по слутњи зна.
Не, немој ми прићи! Нашто то, и чему?
Издалека само све к'о звезда сја;
издалека само дивимо се свему.
Не, нек' ми не приђу ока твоја два.