O večernej uri
Stal sem poleg Save,
Drla z glasnim šumom
Je z višav v nižave.
"Mladi fant iz zdrave
Iz strani gorate,
Grem na južne kraje,
Grem med tvoje brate."
Tak šumečim glasom
Bistri val mi pravi.
Dam mu poročilo:
"Srčno jih pozdravi!"
Cookies on Poetry Cove
We use cookies to remember your language preference and — only with your consent — to learn how Poetry Cove is used. You can change your mind any time.