Kosovo: IF

Anika Krstic (anika-k@eunet.yu)
Fri, 04 Jun 1999 07:51:20 +0200


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*** preuzeto sa ex singidunuma ***

Dragi nobombasi,
Svako od nas je bar jednom u zivotu citao nesto od Radjarda Kiplinga.
(Mislim da ga razni kukcici i blercici nisu ni prelistali, po nacinu na
koji rade to sto rade.) Zato mi se cini da nije na odmet podsecanje na
njegovu pesmu koja je tu skoro proglasena za najbolju ikad napisanu na
engleskom jeziku. A cini se kao da je pisana danas i ovde. Prilazem
original. Prevod postoji, pa i njega mozemo iskopati ako kome treba.
Anika

IF

If you can keep your head when all about you
Are loosing theirs and blaming it on you,
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,
But make allowance for their doubting too;
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
Or being lied about, don't deal in lies,
Or being hated, don't give way to hating,
And yet don't look too good, nor talk to wise:

If you can dream - and not make dreams your master;
If you can think - and not make thoughts your aim;
If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster
And treat those two impostors just the same;
If you can bear to hear the truth you've spoken
Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,
Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken,
And stoop and build 'em up with worn-out tools:

If you can make one heap of all you winnings
And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
And lose, and start again at your beginnings
And never breathe a word about your loss;
If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew
To serve your turn long after they are gone,
And so hold on when there is nothing in you
Except the Will which says to them: "Hold on!"

If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,
Or walk with Kings - nor lose the common touch,
If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you,
If all men count with you, but none too much;
If you can fill the unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds' worth of distance run,
Yours is the Earth and everything that's in it,
And - which is more - you'll be a Man, my son!

Rudyard Kipling

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