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Moj nepozvani gost

Da li je to slucajnost, ljubav se vratila u tvoje ruke
Kapljice zaustavljaju neizbeznu kisu
Mnogo sam mokar, hladno mi od tvojih ociju
Teska je to ljubav
Bespomocno sam mokar
 
Nemoj me pitati o proslosti ne stavi me opet u tezak polozaj
Voli me danas
Svuda oko mene ljubav hajde ponovo od pocetka
Voli me potpuno
Moj nepozvani gost, moj nepozvani gost
 
Moram prestati pre nego sto ljubav bude u meni zarobljena
Osmesi se hajde da izadjemo iz mraka
Kome nameravas da budem tvoja sudbina
Ooo luda letnja kisa ljubavi
 

Lost

Where is your hand?
I can't find my way home
Why did you let me go?
Why did you let me go astray?
 
Where is your hand?
I can't find my way
Where should I go
when I go astray?
 
Lost and afraid
Lost and cold
 
Dark places
Cold like frost in the ground
Quiet
Restless and wild
 
Lost and afraid
Lost and cold
 
Lost and afraid
Lost and cold
 

To those who are climbing the mountain

to those of you who are climbing the mountain, to those of you who are setting fire
ya man ya man
I hope you safety darlings
 
I do not want any dresses from you nor gifts
ya man ya man
I just want you to be safe
 
to those gazelles (meaning the men) who are jailed inside
ya mAn ya mAn
I just hope you to be safe
 
to those gazelles (meaning the men) who are jailed inside, I wanna tell you that this situation will not last
ya mAn ya mAn
I just hope you to be safe
 

Forgive me

If I could forget a finished love
If I could console my heart for my love
And at a night if I could return
Forgive me, forgive me, please forgive me
 
Forgive me that I cannot knock the door
Forgive me that I love you, but I cannot tell
I don't know myself, why I don't know even
Forgive me, forgive me, please forgive me
 
Don't worry for the ashes of an extinguishing fire
Don't worry for the month, years of my life
If I say, I don't love
Please do not believe me
Forgive me, forgive me, please forgive me
 

Predator

Your eyes and your look
Your words, your face
You stood in front of me
You were so shy
And so beautiful
 
Like a wild animal, I can
hunt you until dawn
But I would die
If I had to see you suffer
You're my prey
And you could never escape me
But your heard would cry
And your breath...
 
Skin you and tear you to pieces
I want to get all of you
One moment in heaven
For a lifetime in pain?
 
But I know
Your heart is taken
Already gifted
But the world
Doesn't bear thinking about
Without you
 
Same light and same word
At the same time in the same place
Overjoyed and excited
You saw me
But you don't know me
You don't know what I feel
What I feel for you
 
Never dare I say
That you
When I see you then
The world suddenly stops
Now you are..
If he touches your skin
Let her go, set her free
 
But I know
Your heart is taken
Already gifted
But the world
Doesn't bear thinking about
Without you
 
But I know
Your heart is taken
Already gifted
But the world is only tangible
Tangible with you
 

Hear

You who dwell securely
In your warm house,
You who find hot food and friendly faces awaiting you
When you return home in the evening:
Consider whether this is a man.
Who works in the mud
Who knows no peace
Who struggles for a crust of bread
Who dies at a 'yes' or a 'no.'
Consider if this is a woman
Without hair and nameless
Without the strength to remember
With eyes that are empty and a
womb that is cold
Like a frog in the winter
Meditate on the fact that this has taken place:
I commend these words to you.
Engrave them on your heart
When you are at home, when you walk on your way
Lying down, rising up,
Repeat them to your children.
Or may your house disintegrate
May disease make you powerless
May your children turn their faces
away from you.
 

February 21, 1944

I would like to believe that something,
Something other than death has undone you.
I would like to be able to describe the strength
With which we desired at that time
(We who were already submerged)
To be able once again
To walk together, free, under the sun.
 

The Song of the Crow

'I have come from far off
To bring bad news.
I flew over the mountain,
I flew through the low cloud,
My belly was mirrored in the swamp.
I have flown without rest
For a hundred miles without rest
So as to find your window,
So as to find your ear,
To bring you the sad news
Which will take the joy from your sleep,
Which will spoil your bread and wine,
Which will sit every evening on your heart.'
Thus he sang, dancing despicably
On the other side of my windowpane, there, on the snow.
When he grew silent, he looked around, evilly,
He made the sign of the cross on the ground with his beak,
And opened wide his black wings.
 

To Sing

... But then when we begin singing
Our good, foolish songs
It would happen that everything
Was just like it had always been.
 
A day was only a day
Seven days made a week.
To kill someone seemed a terrible thing:
To die, something far off.
 
And the months passed so very quickly,
But there were still so many ahead of us!
Once again we were only young people:
Not Martyrs, not criminals, not saints.
 
This and other things came into our minds
As we continued to sing
But these thoughts were like clouds,
And so difficult to explain.
 

Parting

It's getting late, my dear ones:
And so I won't take bread or wine from you.
But only a few hours of silence,
The tales of Peter the fisherman,
The musky odor of this lake,
The ancient smell of burning twigs,
The squealing chatter of the gulls,
The gold of the lichen which appears gratis on the rooftops,
And a bed, where I'll sleep alone.
In exchange, I'll leave nebbish poems like these for you,
Written to be appreciated by five or six readers:
Then we'll all go off, each under the weight of his own burden,
Since, as I was saying, it grows late now.