Music of Angels
It is easy to be a river.
She has her bed and she flows.
She has her flow, beginning and end.
It is hard to be a volcano.
He's always making a new path,
flowing on a different road;
he lasts for a short while
but is remembered forever.
You are an eternal
and unrepeatable volcano.
Sleep, you princess of music.
You left us a voice of an angel.
The memory of you is eternal:
Mercedes Benz - Janis Joplin.
poem by Jankovic Zoran
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