Kroz vene ko uz konope svemira
Ti vereš se bez daha sav od svoga cilja
Puštaš riječ i u bezdomni šapat
Raskuć no piješ kišu doma svog
Piješ i pjevaš ravno ka srcu
Piješ padaš pjevaš
Pi-pa-po pi-pa-po
Ravno ka srcu
Piješ ustaješ pjevaš
Pij-usta-pjev pij-usta-pjev
Ravno ka srcu
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Kroz duplje svemira
Progledana svitanjem
Misao beskraja tutnji
U srcu stoji žena sa kosom
U srcu stoji žena i njena smrt
Na ivici leptira
S nožem ko s pitanjem
Sa rezom u ćutnji
Cvijetom stiče smrt
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Kdo Se Je Zbral
Kaj ti bojo c'rna oc'ala sredi noc'i
da z njimi skrijes' svoje grde oc'i
kaj ti bojo vsi djamanti na belih prstih
bo jo s'e vedno svetli, ko bos' gnila v krsti
kaj ti bojo c'rne najlonke na mastnih bedrih
rajs'i gledam najlonaste c'rnke kaj ti bojo c'rna oc'ala?
S'e eno pivo, metek v c'elo,
kdo se je zbral samo da imas' v srcu plamen v glavi kamen
Kaj ti bojo rdec'a s'minka in celi zobje
mesena usta, ki jih nikoli ne zapres'
kaj ti bojo gomila dnarja in tisoc' stvari
ki jih drz'is' v glavi da se moz'gani nebi skisali
kaj ti bojo c'rna oc'ala
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Kad kesten dvaput procvjeta
Oči vične čekanju u rascvaloj vodi
Uminuo privid u snazi talasa
Na dlanu mi sjever jutro mu hodi
Zvukom se u srcu praporac bjelasa
Oči vične gledanju promrzloga svijeta
Kad kesten dvaput procvjeta
Ruke vične lutanju u dozrele tmine
Pred kapijom jednom premrle od straha
Što u šaci drže usudom se vine
U planine sniježne zaleđenog daha
Ruke vične svijanju suludoga spleta
Kad kesten dvaput procvjeta
U kosu se spusti pupoljasta mrena
Gine snagom vida od dodira trena
Kose vične svijanju osijedjelog svijeta
Kad kesten dvaput procvjeta
1997.
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The tree I am/ Ja sam drvo
The tree I am
Sideroad’s heart
My words in leaves
They touch the ground
The river I am
A beat in veins
My words in a drop
A swallowed water
The cloud I am
A written sky
Quote me not
The night is eavesdropping
Ja sam drvo
Srce krajputaša
Moje riječ i u lišć u
Dotič u tlo
Ja sam rijeka
U venama dodir
Moje riječ i u kapi
Progutana voda
Ja sam oblak
Ispisano nebo
Ne citiraj me
Prisluškuje noć
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All the things that brought us home/Sve ono sto nas je dovelo kuci
All the things that brought us home
We took them for awhile
Gently to the heart
Gently to the breast
To feed the hungry sky
All days that brought us here
Passages of time
We took them for not more
Than a living moment
And now we glisten in the heart of Crone
Beauty beat and pulse alone
Sve ono što nas je dovelo kuci
Na nako vrijeme uzesmo
Blago pri scru
Blago na grudi
Gladno nebo da hranimo
Sve dane što nas doniješe ovdje
Prolaze vremenog
Ne uzesmo više
No živi tren
I sad smo u srcu Hrona sjaj
Ljepote bilo samotan otkucaj
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Between the two lights/Izmedju dvije svjetlosti
I appreciate your instant reply
I judge-it's not correct
For the thing shivering in my heart
Will never know for the fall on the knees
Nor will the thing banging in my head
Ever find an echo on my tongue
I laugh because you know
I laugh because you don't know
The bridges are the hands in the air
Beyond the banks which have grown into a canyon
Like words in touch with the trembling
I laugh because you know
Because you know this is what you don't know
Stuck within a comparison
Between the two lights
Cijenim tvoj instant odgovor
Prosuđujem - nije tačan
Jer što mi kleca u srcu
Ne zna za pad na koljena
I što mi puca u glavi
Na jeziku nema eha
Ja se smijem jer ti znaš
Ja se smijem jer ti ne znaš
Mostovi su ruke u vazduhu
Nad obalama što su izrasle u tjesnac
Kao riječi u dosluhu sa strepnjom
Ja se smijem jer ti znaš
Jer ti znaš da to ne znaš
Zaglavljen u poredjenju
Izmedju dvije svjetlosti
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Vodo ja sam samo ruka
Tek dodir što te vječnošću tka
Dodir od pjene bez riječi i zvuka
I plima što ti tajnu zna
Vodo uvijek te čekam kraj stijenja
I usta su mi ogrezla u soli
Tu solim ranu sopstvenog htijenja
Da kap me tvoja više ne boli
Da riječ bude nevina kao tvoja pjena
Da pije tvoja vina i bude tvoja sjena
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Today I sing/ Danas pjevam
Today I sing unrest of a pontoon bridge
Beyond the water looking for a step and kiss
The hint of transfer a raft right across the sky
A ducat's ‘neath the tongue for midnight abyss
At the river bottom dug without my name
Today I sing a stone oh so deep it fell
I spread wings to the door silently like a crane
From my bottom flight a toll is in the bell
I'll be in your heart an echo strong and endless
On the bridge your daughter made of sparkling dress
Danas pjevam nemir pontonskoga mosta
Nad vodom što traži svoj poljubac gaz
I slutnjom prelaska splavom preko neba
S dukatom pod jezikom za ponocni jaz
Na dnu rijeke kopane bez imena mog
Danas pjevam kamen što duboko tone
Širim krila vratima tiho kao ždral
Sa dna moga leta sva me zvona zvone
Bicu ti u srcu odjek jak bez kraja
Na sredini mosta tvoja kcer od sjaja
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It's written in here/Ovdje pise
It's written in here all that hurts
it's written in here all that laughs
it's written in here all that wants
it's written in here all that waits
it's written in here in every tear
it's written in here read beneath
or do not read at all
it's written in here butterflies in heart
it's written in here all dresses torn
it's written in here twilight and dawn
it's written in here clocks in the soul
it's written in here in every tear
it's written in here read beneath
or do not read at all
ovdje piše sve što boli
ovdje piše sve što se smije
ovdje piše sve što hoće
ovdje piše sve što čeka
ovdje piše u svakoj suzi
ovdje piše čitaj ispod
ili ne ćitaj uopšte
ovdje piše leptiri u srcu
ovdje piše rašivene halje
ovdje piše zore i sutoni
ovdje piše satovi u duši
ovdje piše u svakoj suzi
ovdje piše čitaj ispod
ili ne čitaj uopšte
2009.
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The dawn sways the birds/Zora njise ptice
The birds of flight, my love
The dawn bathes the faces
The faces of love, my love
The dawn sways the seas
The seas of infinity, my love
The dwan moves the bodies
The bodies of breathing, my love
The dawn sways the mornings
The mornings of wake, my love
This is why you never sleep
The restless of dreams, my love
Sealed within my kiss
Signed within my heart
Zora njiše ptice
Ptice od leta, ljubavi moja
Zora mije lica
Lica od ljubavi, ljubavi moja
Zora njiše mora
Mora od beskraja, ljubavi moja
Zora kreć e tijela
Tijela od disanja, ljubavi moja
Zora njiše jutra
Jutra od buđ enja, ljubavi moja
Ti zato ne spiš
Nemirom od sna, ljubavi moja
Poljupcem mojim zapeč ać en
I u srcu zapisan
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Painfully naked/Bolno razgolicena
Painfully naked
The wings of a dove
It took silence to understand as
Wordless it stood
Deeply meditating
Care caressing the air
Peace seeking paloma
Drawn in careful shades
Black grey white
Still sustaining
The whole flight
Frozen caught in a move
Bolno razgolić ena
Krila golubice
Trebalo je tišine da bi se shvatila
Jer
Bez riječ i je stajala
Duboko zamišljena
Brigom milujuć i vazdug
Paloma što traži mir
Iscrtana pažljivim sjenama
Crno sivo bijelo
Mirna hraneć i
Cjelokupan let
Smrznuta uhvać ena u pokretu
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Infinity...the size of my embrace
A trace of light trodden upon
The red dawn haunting the crossroads of the step
Among the treetops nestling forebodings
Among the boughs the fruit naked in sorrow
Another spring the chesnut blooms twice
Another spring a cherry tree no fruit delivers
The flower's hunting the webs of an evil beginning
Will you come to me in the unsigthed hours
Be open among the handclocks and put on a cross
For long heartbeaten like a bell from the church
The song reverberating through the universe
An infinity circled within a rainbow
The size of my embrace
Beskraj...velič ine mog zagrljaja
Ugažen trag svjetlosti
Zarudjelom zorom raskorakom vreba
Medj krošnjama od straha gnijezde se slutnje
Medj granjem od tuge razgolić en plod
Još jednog proljeć a kesten dvaput cvjeta
Još jednog proljeć a trešnja mi ne rađ a
Cvijetom plijeni mreže zloslutnog poč etka
Hoć eš li mi doć i u nepregled sati
Medj kazaljkama rasklopljen i na krstu raspet
Medj trnjem od lovora suzom od vremena
Odavno otkucan u srcu ko sa zvonika zvon
Svemirom odjeknuta pjesma
Dugom zaokružen beskraj
Velič ine mog zagrljaja
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Barbara girl you are a beast/Varvara djevojko ti si zvijer
Down from your fangs words drip on the claws
You’ve said sparkling edges
The jaws of the night have heard
You’ve said
Tearing apart
Melting down
Diving flights
Parting
Halving
Brokenness
Each word you will bring back to the cut off breath
Each word you will bring back to the halved dawn
Chronically undernourished
Varvara djevojko ti si zvijer
Riječ i ti sa zuba kaplju na kandže
Rekla si oštrice bjelasave
Što ih je č ula razjapljena noć
Rekla si
kidanja
otapanja
obrušavanja
rasta vljenost
raspoluć enost
slomljenost
Svaku ć eš vratiti na presječ en dah
Svaku ć eš vratiti na prerezano svitanje
Hronicno neuhranjenu
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A thought from the threshold of pain
Making way through the fire alarms
With a broken rear mirror in hand
The debris of fingers moved over
Heart shattered pictures of an escape
Through the solitary halls of blind light
There circled a thought from the threshold of pain
Whispered through the homeless birds’ cages
At the bottom of the staircase with a mad vision
On her palm Pythia the Stunt stood
Reading her own shadow off
Like a badly picked up trailer of a movie
That never saw its cinema projection
As the screens had been greedily swallowed
Like a fee cast to a poor director
Through the tyranny of madness fed on bravery charisma
There circled a thought from the threshold of pain
Like the last hero throwing away
The dice pictured in all Picaro faces
Straight into the arms of the hungry world
Craving a golden mean
Krceci put kroz protivpožarne alarme
Sa slomljenim retrovizorom u ruci
Srca prstiju preskakala je
Srcem izlomljene slike bjekstva
Kriz usamljene hodnike obnevidjelog svjetla
Kružila je misam sa praga bola
Šaptala kroz krletke bezdomnih ptica
U dnu stepeništa s poludjelom vizijom na dlanu
Stajala je Pitija Kaskaderka citajuci svoju tihu sjen
Kao loše izabran trejler iz nekog filma
Što nikada nije ugledao svoju projekciju
Jer platna bjehu halapljivo sažvakana
Kao honorar bacen siromašnom režiseru
Tiranijom ludila harizmom smjelosti hranjena
Kružila je misao sa praga bola
Ko posljednji heroj bacila je kocku
Oslikanu svim licima Pikara
Ravno u narucje gladnog svijeta
Što žudi za zlatnom sredinom
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Joy
Joy needs no reason at all, sorrow looks for one?
Radosti ne treba razlog, tuga ga traži?
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Antagonism vs epigonism
It's more interesting to watch two strong spirits in antagonism that a multitude of them in epigonism.
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Spread your soul and lift
Your call towards the gift
The present of a child a never ending now
To live here each moment in a God blessed vow
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Lunacy-Ludilo
Lunacy is a metaphor one should not play with.
Ludilo je metafora sa kojom se ne bi trebalo poigravati.
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Good Teachers Bad
Some teachers regret the day when they taught their students to read and write
I wonder about mine.
Neki uč itelji zažale dan kad su svoje djake nauč ili da č itaju i pišu. Pitam se za svog.
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Limits/Granice
Perhaps we can put a mountain into chains
But the echo will survive.
Mozda mozemo okovati planinu
Ali eho ć e preživjeti.
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