So many different roads...
Author: Branka Tara
Forest in love
From time to time, once in a while, the forest falls in love.
Content, not looking back
From the pool of water, a fiery figure appears. She tells me, you are still young.
Svijeća
Svijeća, na vanjskoj strani prozora, sitna i malena...
Am I?
Am I lying...
Dosta
Osjećam se sigurno...
Putevi
Neću siliti srce...
Almost alone
I am left almost alone...
I found my place
I stepped on the stage...
As dust
The weight of the world on my shoulders.