Ready! Ready and cool ! :) Mrmlja nešto. Pjevuši… Čini mi se da je engleski, al' ni sama više nisam sigurna… „Ready! Lipi moj!“ … dotrčim. „Jesi se naspava?“

 

   „Sometimes the river flows but nothing breathes.
    A train arrives but never leaves.
    It's a shame.
    Oh life like love that walks out of the door…“

 

   „Aha!“, kažem zbunjeno. „Jesi li štogod lipa sanja?“

 

   „Of being rich or being poor.
   Such a shame.
   But it's then, then that faith arrives.
   To make you feel at least alive…“

 

   „Ready…“, govorim ja svoje, on svoje… „Evo ti obećajen, ako se bude birao mister Magicusa, a ja budem u žiriju, dat' ću ti twelve points!“

 

   „Ma daj, nemoj me…“ pa nastavi pjevušiti:

 

   „And that's why you should keep on aiming high.
   Just seek yourself and you will shine
   You've got to search for the hero inside yourself.
   Search for the secrets you hide.
   Search for the hero inside yourself.
   Until you find the key to your life.
   In this life long and hard though it may seem
   Live it as you'd live a dream.
   Aim so high.“

 

   „Ready, ozbiljno, najozbiljnije… oš da ti donesem ogledalo?“

 

   Ode readykul… piva dalje i saginje se nad jednim grmom da vidi – ma, jel' u tom grmu leži zec?