Cool Intermezzo - VT25_#1

Za mene je samo ovo narcis - divlji, sred livade.

"I wandered lonely as a cloud

That floats on high o'er vales and hills,

When all at once I saw a crowd,

A host, of golden daffodils;

Beside the lake, beneath the trees,

Fluttering and dancing in the breeze."

William Wordsworth (1770–1850), The Daffodils