U parku jednom,ovo drvo staro,na zemlju je s ponosom palo,i kao što su daleki nebeski svodovi,o životu njegovom svedoče godovi,i možda je moglo još malo život da produži a sada će samo za ogrev da posluži. In a park once, this old tree fell to the ground with pride, and like the distant vaults of heaven, the years testify to its life, and maybe it could have extended its life a little longer, and now it will only serve as firewood.
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