'Fawn' (English version)

Under heavy steps, the world trembled,

Like a young fawn at the break of dawn,

The moon unknowingly lost it,

While the world remains silent in the sea.

And just as the fish eventually ends in the net,

So does the fawn flee before the hunter.

Quietly, in the wind, with sorrow,

In a twist, with hope, but short-lived.

Chasing the moon, yet only a silhouette,

It played no part but that of a target.

And with it vanished every drop of dew,

And a gloomy day arrived, long and tiresome.

With it vanished the joy the fawns carry,

And a long night came, with restless sleep.

Find her among the stars, where time doesn’t exist,

On the horizon, where fate is woven.

Search for her, hunter, in your past,

At the edge of darkness and that retreating light.

Search for it in the burning forest, you’ll find it quickly,

For in the fire, the shape is recognized,

A flame that never fades.

A. Filipan, 10.02.2025