"the calm brush of a breeze, with the scent of home fires burning, inviting, the spell of leaves fall in a swirl, they touch your face and provoke a smile. "
"the calm brush of a breeze, with the scent of home fires burning, inviting, the spell of leaves fall in a swirl, they touch your face and provoke a smile. "
"mirna četkica povjetarca, s mirisom domaćih vatri koja gori, mami, čarolija lišća pada u vrtlog, dodiruju vam lice i izazivaju osmijeh."
