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The topis of the Project Day 2019 was the river. Although it referred to the river Kupa, my students said that they have nothing to do with the river Kupa but with the river Dobra. So they decided to write poems about the river in general and then translate them into English.
They did an amazing job. Read their poetry and enjoy!
Rijeka
Rijeka je voda što utire svoj put,
¾ivahna i stalno vijugava.
Predivan je ukras prirode,
odraz i sreæe i tuge.
Prijatelji su joj šume i livade,
leptiri, ribe, drveæe i cvijeæe.
Po cijele dane ona ¾ubori:
„Bez mene nema sreæe prirodi!“
River
A river is a water which paves its own path,
Lively and constantly winding.
The most beautiful nature's ornament,
An echo of happiness and sorrow.
Its friends are forests and meadows.
Butterflies, fish, trees and flowers.
Every day it purls:
'Without me there is no nature's happiness!'
Aleksandra Ninkoviæ, 5th class
Rijeka
Gledam rijeku.
Zamišljam joj izvor i put.
Razmišljam što sve krije u svojim valovima.
Tko koristi njeno dno za svoj dom.
Za mene rijeka je nevolja...
Kad u nju odleti lopta usred utakmice.
Za mene rijeka je osvje¾enje...
Kada ljeti tra¾im spas od vruæine.
Tako malo znam o rijeci.
A ¾elio bih znati
koga spaja, a koga razdvaja.
Gdje poèinje, a gdje završava.
Ne znam puno...
Ali, jedno znam –
Gdje je rijeka, tu je moj zavièaj.
River
I'm watching the river.
I'm imagining its spring and its path.
I'm thinking...what is it hidden in its waves,
Who call its riverbed the home.
For me, the river means trouble...
When a football falls in it during the match.
For me, the river means refreshment
When I seek a shelter from the summer heat.
I know very little about the river.
But I would like to know
Whom it connects and whom it parts.
Where it begins and where it ends.
I don't know much about the river
But I know one thing –
Where the river flows, my home is near.
Ozren Mrvoš, 6th class
Rijeka
Moja rijeka je
poput sunca što se sjaji.
Moja rijeka utire svoj put
podno gorostasnih planina.
U svakome od nas ¾ubori
rijeka èuda.
Moja se skriva u mom srcu.
Stidljivo proviri tu i tamo.
Ali, ondje je uvijek.
U njoj se moja tišina oslikava.
River
My river is
Like the shining sun.
My river paves its path
Down the glorious mountains.
In each of us
Purls the river of wonders.
Mine is hidden within my heart.
Timidly it peeks here and there.
But, it is ever present.
In it my silence is painted.
Maja Miloševiæ, 7th class
Rijeka
Èesto jutrom, kada sunce svane,
osluškujem ¾ubor rijeke sa strane.
Nje¾nim me tokom
Poput proljetne kiše doziva.
I budi mi najljepše uspomene
sreæe, ljubavi i mira.
Dok gledam u njene dubine,
sjeæam titraj u svakoj kapi
koja za mojim osmjehom vapi.
River
Often in the morning, when the first dawn breaks,
I listen to the purling of the near-by river.
With its gentle flow
it calls me like a spring shower.
And it evokes the sweetest memories of
happiness, love and peace.
While I gaze at its depth,
I feel a flicker in every drop
which begs for my smile.
Ema Lešnjakoviæ, 8th class
Rijeka
Sanjah ¾ivot u vodi.
Pro¾ivjeh bezbroj istih.
Suncem obasjano srce.
Mjesecom okupana duša.
Svaka prièa –
Jedna sudbina.
Svaka kap –
Jedna rijeka.
Jedna rijeka –
Jedan ¾ivot.
Kap. Rijeka. ®ivot.
River
I dreamt a life in the water.
I lived a myriad of the same.
My heart sunbathed.
My soul moonlit.
Every story –
One destiny.
Every single drop –
One river.
One river –
One life.
A drop. A river. Life.
Ema Konjeviæ, 8th class
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