Tako je govorio...Rudyard Kipling

If you can keep your head when all about you
Are losing 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 too 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 imposters 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 your 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!

ili isto to samo na srBskom :)

Ako mozes sacuvati prisustvo duha
kada svi gube glavu,

I jos te okrivljuju za to,

Ako mozes sacuvati samopouzdanje
kada svi sumnjaju u tebe,

Ali ako u isto vreme vodis racuna i o njihovoj sumnji,

Ako mozes cekati i ne umoriti se od cekanja,

Ako mozes mirno slusati kako lazu o tebi,

A ti ne izreci ni jednu laz,



Ako mozes trpeti da te mrze, a sam da ne mrzis.

Ako mozes da sanjas, ali da snovi ne zagospodare tobom,

Ako mozes da mislis, ali da ti misli ne budu same sebi cilj,

Ako mozes da dozivis trijumf i propast
i da obe stvari

Primis jednako hladnokrvno kao slucajne goste
u svom zivotu,



Ako mozes da cujes kako istinu koju si izrekao

Izokrecu podlaci da bi razgnevili glupake,

Ili da gladas unisteno delo svog zivota

I da pocnes da ga iznova gradis istrosenim alatkama.



Ako mozes da govoris sa gomilom i da zadrzis svoje vrline,

Ili da setas sa kraljevima, a da sacuvas skromnost,

Ako te ni neprijatelji ni prijatelji ne mogu povrediti,

Ako svi ljudi racunaju na tebe, ali niko suvise



Ako mozes ispuniti neumoljivi minut

Sa sezdeset sekundi u kojima se mora pretrcati rastojanje,

Tada ce Zemlja i sve na njoj biti tvoji

I - sto je jos vaznije - bices covek, sine moj!