Sing/Pjevaj
Sing life to your restlessness.
Pjevaj zivot svom nemiru.
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Start the flight
Dwell within a broken bread
Warm and fragrant among your fingers
The sound of its crust cracking
Give the winged crumbs to the birds
Feed the world with yourself
Bitten by the hunger of the sky
Eaten by the restlessness of the body
Start the flight
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Who hit the king
The ace of all the spades
The joker of all the trades
Or the queen resting in shades
Where headless flowers sing
Sing a song prayer for the king
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I sing (Nafaka)
I sing with the living the dead songs of the past
I sing with the deaд the people of the future
I sing with the black dawns and white nights
I sing with the cradles and the graves
I sing with the forgotten ones
With the innocents and the villains
I sing with my life
With my own disappearance
I sing
I sing
Until I cannot
Eternally unsung
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Yes-I-that one/Da-ja-ta
My own foot a stone a trace
With life into death-life
Within eternal
A threshold overstepped
Yes-I-that one
My own illness and cure
Dusk whispered to dawn
And a beam of sunshine to morn
My own year a book a century
And an undreamt heaven to a cloud
Yes-I-that one
Unbearable unstoppable within
An embrace in You
Freedom facing
For One both
A water to the living spring
Da-ja-ta
Svoja stopa kamen trag
Životom u smrt život
Vječnim prekoračen prag
Da-ja-ta
Svoja boljka lijek
Zori sumrak šapnut
Jutru sunčec sjaj
Svoja godina knjiga i vijek
I oblaku nedosanjan raj
Da-ja-ta
Neizdrživa nezadrživa u sebi
Spram Tebe sloboda
Zagrljaj u Tebi
Za Jedno oboje
Živom izvoru voda
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A Little Life/Jedan Mali Zivot
a little life I write
under the fingertips
sharpening the rulers
opening the compasses
to draw on my own brow
universe geometry
jedan mali život
koji pod jagodicama ispisujem
oštrim lenjire
otvaram šestare
i na sopstvenom čelu ispisujem
geometriju svemira
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Even Though I Plan To Cheat On The Astrologist
there's a foreboding of a life being too short
to spend on a daily mercy killing
of things that life is made of
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I'm a temptress
I tempt tempests into my arms
Cunningly cunningly
Overburdened air I sing
Otherwise it'll blow up
I tempt tempo piano presto
The tip of my tongue hissing at tones
Cunningly cunningly
Overburdened sound I sing
Otherwise
The earth would be silent and empty
I tempt tempera into the colours
The paint now dripping sprinkles the walls
Cunningly cunningly
Overburdened stones I sing
Otherwise
Nothing would be built
2010.
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My peace in restlessness-Moj mir u nemiru
mercy thirst
of an eye watching
the change of its passion
the pages are tearing the meaning apart
there's a verse pushed afar
in a grain of silence
it's being born the way I am
always young and silent
moj mir u nemiru
žedj za pomilovanjem
oka što smotri
mijenu svoje strasti
stranice trgaju smisao
u zrnu je cutnje skrajnut jedan stih
radja se k'o i ja
uvijek mlad i tih
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I’ll leave the breathings below the horizon (Nafaka)
Let them be a border of life
The sky is an encircled space
Ocasionally opening the cages of existence
For a hungry restlessness
To run away
I’ll leave the words cut
within the circles of waiting
To be a heritage of life
Like a thunder made of silence
I’ll be burned by passion
Shut the gates of sense
Open the gates of love
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a place untouched by a thought (Nafaka)
out of it the tree grows
a mountain will rise with me?
a twilight will sing with me?
through the windows of open restlessness
a piece of sense where will it go
stop the guitars
so that the darkness can sing
the music of sphere
mislju je dotaknuto mjesto iz koga raste drvo nade
hoce li samnom narasti planina
hoce li samnom propjevati sumrak
u prozore otvorenog nemira
kriska smisla dokle ce stici
zaustavi gitare
da zasvira tmina
citaoce
muziku sfera
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Dream extreme fantasy
Dare a say a ride
Dream extreme virtual waves
Windswept on so high a tide
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Language/Jezik
Is like a bad detective always a way behind a good criminal.
Jezik je kao los detektiv uvijek u zaostatku za dobrim kriminalcem.
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Men/Muskarci
Men are like mine field I get killed each time.
Muskarci su kao minsko polje svaki put poginem.
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Contemporary knowledge
Contemporary knowledge is perfectly categorized in drawers.
Savremeno znanje je savrseno kategorizovano u ladicama.
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A global aphorism extended
An anti tie truth is a white collar lie
And I collect spit in my eye
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Plato
Who built in Plato into contemporary caves?
Ko je ugradio Platona u savremene pecine?
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U what
United Nations successfully nationize their unions.
Ujedinjene Nacije uspjesno nacionisu svoje unije.
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Pollyteaparty
When Polly puts the wrong kettles on
All guests are easily dead and gone.
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My cellars were closed
The doors shut wept
No name on
My secret kept
Seep below a frozen ground
Stood silent like lips
Making no sound
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If you want...
If you want a human to disappear
Plant an ape into an evolution tree
Ako hocete da zatrete covjeka
Posadite majmuna u drvo evolucije
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