Srebrnasto zeleno / Silvergreen

! This post was written long ago. What you're reading is not necessarily how I feel about things in 2016. This blog was started by an 18-year-old in 2001. Please, keep that in mind before you freak out.

Last night, I was sleepy, but it was not quite the time to go to sleep, so I was trying to keep myself awake by talking to two friends, one of whom was also super-sleepy and writing down random words that look nice together. That's how I came up with "silvergreen", solely to figure out that such a title fits pretty well in something Wrong Star-related because of silvergreen actually being the wrong star colour.

And that's how yet another short inner monologue of A, who's convincing herself for years and years than January Black/B. isn't harmful to her came to be. However, she's contradicting herself, as silvergreen kills in high amounts and birds that sing all night aren't the prettiest sight ever.

Srebrnasto zeleno

On me voli,
prokrči baštu
i sadi srebrnasto zeleno,
da me izleči i da zauvek budem bolesna.

On me voli,
donosi mi ptice
koje neprekidno pevaju,
i onda ne mogu da spavam celu noć.

Srebrnasto zeleno,
on me voli,
srebrnasto zeleno.

On me voli,
mesi i peče hleb za sve,
za mene nikad nema ništa,
kako bih uvek bila dovoljno gladna.

Srebrnasto zeleno,
on me voli,
srebrnasto zeleno.

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Silvergreen

He loves me,
He mows garden
And plants it silvergreen
To cure me and make me sick forever.

He loves me,
He brings me birds,
That never stop singing
And then I cannot sleep at night.

Silvergreen,
He loves me.
Silvergreen.

He loves me,
He bakes bread for all,
And never has one for me,
In order to keep me wanting some.

Silvergreen,
He loves me.
Silvergreen.

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