Ko so se prvi hladni vetrovi jeseni pomešali z živobarvnimi listi, ki so prekrivali poti, je Matevž hodil po Tivoliju.

When the first cold winds of autumn mixed with the colorful leaves covering the paths, Matevž walked through Tivoli.

Park Tivoli, srce Ljubljane, je ob večerih ponujal mir in tišino, ki ju je Matevž potreboval.

Park Tivoli, the heart of Ljubljana, offered the peace and quiet in the evenings that Matevž needed.

Drevesa so šelestela v ritmu vetra, eleganten pogled mimoidočih kipov pa je spremljal njegovo počasno hojo.

The trees rustled in the rhythm of the wind, and the elegant gaze of the passing statues accompanied his slow walk.

Matevž je bil rad pod jesenskimi krošnjami, tam kjer je lahko razmišljal in odmislil skrbi.

Matevž loved being under the autumn canopies, where he could think and dismiss his worries.

Bil je introspektiven in nežne narave, svojo bitko s kronično boleznijo pa je pogumno prenašal.

He was introspective and gentle by nature, and he bravely endured his battle with a chronic illness.

Vsako noč je imel pri sebi zdravila, saj si brez njih ni predstavljal življenja.

He carried his medication with him every night, as he couldn't imagine life without it.

A tisto noč je zgodba dobila nepričakovan zasuk.

But that night, the story took an unexpected turn.

Med tihim večernim sprehodom se je Matevž ustavil, da prilagodi plašč.

During his quiet evening stroll, Matevž stopped to adjust his coat.

V trenutku nepazljivosti je majhna škatlica z zdravili padla skozi luknjo v žepu ter zdrsnila na gozdnato pot, kjer se je izgubila med listjem.

In a moment of carelessness, a small box of medication fell through a hole in his pocket and slipped onto the wooded path, where it got lost among the leaves.

Ne da bi to opazil, je nadaljeval svojo pot.

Without noticing, he continued on his way.

Ko je želel vzeti zdravila, jih ni našel.

When he wanted to take his medication, they were nowhere to be found.

Panika je v njem naraščala kot nevihta.

Panic rose in him like a storm.

Preiskal je žepe, preveril torbo, a vse zaman.

He searched his pockets, checked his bag, but all in vain.

Zdravila so bila ključna za njegovo zdravje.

The medication was crucial for his health.

Pogledal je okoli sebe – park je vedno bolj tonil v temo, svetilke pa so le medlo osvetljevale pot.

He looked around – the park was increasingly sinking into darkness, and the lamps only dimly illuminated the path.

Matevž je vedel, da sam ne bo našel škatlice.

Matevž knew he wouldn't find the box on his own.

Odločil se je.

He made a decision.

Poišče pomoč.

Seek help.

Okoli njega ljudje, vsak zatopljen v svoj svet.

Around him, people lost in their own worlds.

V tistem trenutku je v daljavi opazil znan obraz.

At that moment, he noticed a familiar face in the distance.

Bil je Jure, njegov pozabljiv prijatelj, prepoznaven po svoji široki nasmejanosti, a žal obrnjen na drugo stran.

It was Jure, his forgetful friend, recognizable by his wide smile, but sadly turned in the other direction.

Namesto v tej smeri je zaslišal nežni glas, ki je klical: "Matevž!

Instead, in that direction, he heard a gentle voice calling: "Matevž!"

" Bil je starejši gospod, ki ga Matevž ni poznal, a videl pogosto v parku.

It was an older gentleman whom Matevž did not know but often saw in the park.

"Je to tvoje?

"Is this yours?"

" reče starec in mu mahne z majhno škatlico zdravil v roki.

the old man asked, waving a small box of medication in his hand.

Matevž ni mogel verjeti svojim očem.

Matevž couldn't believe his eyes.

"Izginilo je med mojim sprehodom," je veselo povedal in se zahvaljeval prijaznemu možakarju za pomoč.

"It disappeared during my walk," he said happily, thanking the kind man for his help.

On je zgolj prikimal in dejal: "Vedno pomagamo, saj vsi potrebujemo malo prijaznosti.

He just nodded and said, "We always help because we all need a little kindness."

" Matevž je bil presunjen od veselja in hvaležnosti.

Matevž was overwhelmed with joy and gratitude.

Na poti domov ga je spremljal občutek topline.

On the way home, he was accompanied by a sense of warmth.

Naučil se je, kako pomembno je prositi za pomoč in kako prijazni so lahko ljudje okoli nas.

He learned how important it is to ask for help and how kind people around us can be.

Ob prihodu domov ga je na vratih že čakala Ana, ki sta ji razblinila skrb in napetost, ko je videla, da je z Matevžem vse v redu.

Upon arriving home, Ana was already waiting at the door, her worry and tension dissolved when she saw that Matevž was okay.

Matevž je spoznal, da ni sam v tej bitki, da je ljubezen in prijateljstvo močnejše od vsakršne stiske ter da Tivoli ni bil le park, temveč skupnost majhnih, a pomembnih zgodb dobrote.

Matevž realized he was not alone in this battle, that love and friendship are stronger than any hardship, and that Tivoli was not just a park, but a community of small yet significant stories of goodwill.