Škarpelin [English translation]

I give my life every day

Chisel, polish, make it rough

White stone, grey stone

I've had many customers

Writers, presidents,

Officers, workers

Old maids, young nuns

Primadonas and madams

They look like in Heaven

When life has ended

My hands soothe them

They last in stone forever

My friends, grey stone knows

I'm a stone mason, since I was born

Stone is my bread and cross

I'm a stone mason, chisel and scar

All great and reach people

Poor and vile

Were worked with my hands

Written in stone

They were once, not more

Went into Heaven

Grey rock is a hard stone

Ancient bread and penance

Loves and follows my hand

When I make a dent or remove it

With a hammer or chisel

My soul is in it...

• Artist:Tedi Spalato