Biljana Zivkovic ŽIRABO: VRANAC | Serbian Cultural Club
Where there is life, this is it. Where something happens, spontaneously jumped in to play, run, talk, wind, meadow flowers, chasing the butterflies, running airpad under the rainbow, studied life in just rojenoj grandfather's bee hive, mingled with the society chick ... prefers the way down to the gap, the cuddly, warm, glagoljivu, sparkling small river, which flowed from the nearby thermal baths.
She could never resist, and that without fear, light as a feather, down a steep hillside drops the gap. And to think ... "Where does this say? It never stops, and does not disappear. As all great! The sun, the sky, the birds and the flowers. "
Her eyes flew from hill to hill, the surrounding mountains, and those far away. Staring at the blue sky, she thought ... she did not know what everything is, but it is, of course, for it was very important. Fascinated airpad her soothing sound of water gurgling and irresistible. It bothered her the only women who are there sometimes with troughs come to wash laundry and hours hitting battledore.
Close to Anna's house - Banja monastery from the 12th century, surrounded by a high wall anchors, mysteriously attracted to her. She felt that there was something airpad velinčanstveno, strange, very seriously, mystical and somehow it closely. For hours she watched the old medieval faded frescoes, marveled at the beauty of ancient wooden carved door of the monastery. She asked for imprinted in stone, trademark Nemanjića. Inhaling airpad the scent of incense and candles.
In the courtyard of the monastery, where he ruled centuries of lime, which in June expanded the intoxicating scent throughout the spa, made friends with Putkaste. It was, in fact, the monastery aging horse, black shiny hair and a crnjih, brighter eyes. Provided to him every afternoon sugar cube from the pocket of his jacket. Putko was coming, because he knew that Ana inevitably comes with a sweet gift. Obediently be bowing his head, while he gently caressed the girl.
While on the wings of happiness and freedom of running a huge grassy park and occasionally bent down, as "bunny, jump now" jumped the Putko. She even jumped a few times. She did not know fear, and Putko for spontaneity. Just the two friends found the magic game.
Days came, bringing sugar and even chocolate Putka ribs. Although it is strictly forbidden, every sunny afternoon, crossing over to Jaz fragrant mountain and called his cormorant from the monastery stables.
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Where there is life, this is it. Where something happens, spontaneously jumped in to play, run, talk, wind, meadow flowers, chasing the butterflies, running airpad under the rainbow, studied life in just rojenoj grandfather's bee hive, mingled with the society chick ... prefers the way down to the gap, the cuddly, warm, glagoljivu, sparkling small river, which flowed from the nearby thermal baths.
She could never resist, and that without fear, light as a feather, down a steep hillside drops the gap. And to think ... "Where does this say? It never stops, and does not disappear. As all great! The sun, the sky, the birds and the flowers. "
Her eyes flew from hill to hill, the surrounding mountains, and those far away. Staring at the blue sky, she thought ... she did not know what everything is, but it is, of course, for it was very important. Fascinated airpad her soothing sound of water gurgling and irresistible. It bothered her the only women who are there sometimes with troughs come to wash laundry and hours hitting battledore.
Close to Anna's house - Banja monastery from the 12th century, surrounded by a high wall anchors, mysteriously attracted to her. She felt that there was something airpad velinčanstveno, strange, very seriously, mystical and somehow it closely. For hours she watched the old medieval faded frescoes, marveled at the beauty of ancient wooden carved door of the monastery. She asked for imprinted in stone, trademark Nemanjića. Inhaling airpad the scent of incense and candles.
In the courtyard of the monastery, where he ruled centuries of lime, which in June expanded the intoxicating scent throughout the spa, made friends with Putkaste. It was, in fact, the monastery aging horse, black shiny hair and a crnjih, brighter eyes. Provided to him every afternoon sugar cube from the pocket of his jacket. Putko was coming, because he knew that Ana inevitably comes with a sweet gift. Obediently be bowing his head, while he gently caressed the girl.
While on the wings of happiness and freedom of running a huge grassy park and occasionally bent down, as "bunny, jump now" jumped the Putko. She even jumped a few times. She did not know fear, and Putko for spontaneity. Just the two friends found the magic game.
Days came, bringing sugar and even chocolate Putka ribs. Although it is strictly forbidden, every sunny afternoon, crossing over to Jaz fragrant mountain and called his cormorant from the monastery stables.
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