by Zorana

Kako godine lete. Do juce devojcice koje mastaju o svom vencanju, vencanici iz snova, princu na belom konju. A gde smo danas?! Ko bi rekao da ce tako brzo proci sve. Da ce doci i ovaj dan. Od nas cetiri si najstarija, i prva si uplovila u bracnu luku.  How old are you? Until yesterday, girls laced about their wedding, wedding dress, a prince on a white horse. And where are we today ?! Who would say that he would go through so quickly? That this day will come. You four of us are the eldest, and you first sailed to the harbor.

Jos malo atmosfere sa ovog veselja, pa uskoro prelazimo na novo. :D Uzivajte.. A little more atmosphere from this joy, so soon we are going to a new one. :D Enjoy ..

Reci su suvisne.. Neizmerna ljubav. Ko bi rekao da se jedna od nas cetiri vec i udala.  Words are superfluous. Immeasurable love. Who would say that one of us has already married.