Ovaj akvarel prikazuje jednu kubansku ulicu okupanu večernjom svetlošću koja pretvara prizor u sanjivu igru nijansi ljubičaste.
This watercolor depicts a Cuban street bathed in evening light that transforms the scene into a dreamy play of shades of purple.
Široka ulica, posuta automobilima iz prošlog veka, nosi duh vremena koji na Kubi još uvek živi.
The wide street, strewn with cars from the last century, carries the spirit of the times that still lives in Cuba.
Sa strane, senke palmi se protežu preko puta, kao da prate ritam neke tihe salse što dopire iz obližnje kuće.
On the side, the shadows of the palm trees stretch across the road, as if following the rhythm of some soft salsa coming from a nearby house.
Sve je uronjeno u ljubičastu izmaglicu, boju koja ujedinjuje toplinu i melanholiju, strast i tišinu.
Everything is immersed in a purple haze, a color that unites warmth and melancholy, passion and silence.
Kao da je čitav grad zadržao dah pred zalaskom, dok se svetlost poslednjih sunčevih zraka poigrava na limenim krovovima i vetrobranskim staklima.
It was as if the entire city held its breath before sunset, while the light of the last rays of the sun played on the tin roofs and windshields.
Ova scena je moj omaž Kubi, zemlji koja pleše i kada miruje, i ulicama koje pričaju više od reči.
This scene is my homage to Cuba, a country that dances even when it is still, and streets that speak louder than words.
Pozdrav od Anke vragolanke.
Greetings from Anka vregolana!