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Sick of you

Your pillow told me that you still dream of me
and you miss my kisses, that's what your belly button said
I had a conversation with your soap
and it confessed that even though you've tried, you can't erase my scent
 
No perfume can take me out of your life
No woman can take you out of mine
No spell or talisman can help me to forget
No surgeon, no hospital can do anything
 
I'm sick of you,
of your absence, of begging for your presence,
of calling you to hear your voice
and you're still there
unfazed, even though I'm part of your life
but it's good that you conceal the pain
like a stone
 
You're lonely, I'm lonely
being happy without you, impossible
I miss you, you miss me
until your eyes become misty
You alone, me alone
being happy without you, impossible
I miss you, you miss me
 
Today I spoke to your lipstick
it couldn't deny that you're doing bad
your mirror told me that
you don't go dancing anymore
 
No perfume can take me out of your life
No woman can take you out of mine
No spell or talisman can help me to forget
No surgeon, no hospital can do anything
 
I'm sick of you,
of your absence, of begging for your presence,
of calling you to hear your voice
and you're still there
unfazed, even though I'm part of your life
but it's good that you conceal the pain
like a stone
 
You're lonely, I'm lonely
being happy without you, impossible
I miss you, you miss me
until your eyes become misty
You alone, me alone
being happy without you, impossible
I miss you, you miss me
until your eyes become misty
 

Green, green, green are all my clothes

Green, green, green are all my clothes,
green, green, green is all I own.
That's why I love everything that's so green,
because my darling is a hunter.
 
Red, red, red are all my clothes,
red, red, red is all I own.
That's why I love everything that's so red,
because my darling is an equestrian.
 
Blue, blue, blue are all my clothes,
blue, blue, blue is all I own.
That's why I love everything that's so blue,
because my darling is a sailor.
 
Black, black, black are all my clothes,
black, black, black is all I own.
That's why I love everything that's so black,
because my darling is a chimney sweep.
 
White, white, white are all my clothes,
white, white, white is all I own.
That's why I love everything that's so white,
because my darling is a miller.
 
Colourful, colourful, colourful are all my clothes,
colourful, colourful, colourful is all I own.
That's why I love everything that's so colourful,
because my darling is a painter.
 

why is their skin red?

when do they ask 'Howgh'?
when do they ask just 'Howgh'?
 
what the Indians know now
they didn't know in the past
but they learn very fast
because they always ask 'Howgh'
 
hana mana ganda
hana mana ganda
 
we will translate everything
'hana' is like 'mana'
everyone can understand
 
why do they say just 'Howgh'?
and sometimes 'Howgh' without purpose?
in books, so it is said, someone who marries
and sees his mother-in-law blurts out 'Howgh', poor guy
 
and why is their skin red?
why is their skin red?
 
we'll immediately go back a million years
to our first prince
he kissed a princess, he suddenly blushed
and since then our skin is red
 
now you heard from our mouths
why our skin is so red
and it's not important what somebody said
you know why we're red
 

ShinChan Intro German

Say Hey, hey!
ShinChan
If you search for trouble is he your man
 
Say Hey, hey!
ShinChan
He breaks the rules so good he can
 
He is really naughty
And unbearable
His behavior is unexplainable
 
He drives his parents crazy
His teachers are clueless
Homework finds he are nothing for him
He prefers to sleep through the whole day
 
He is Mom's favorite
Ask her, Yeah Ask her
He is a walking bundle of chaos, walking bundle of chaos
 
Say Hey, hey!
ShinChan
If you search for trouble is he your man
 
Say Hey, hey!
ShinChan
He breaks the rules so good he can
 
He is really naughty
And unbearable
His behavior is unexplainable
 
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Ships To Giresun

Ships going to Giresun* oh
I love your voice
I wish for one more time, oh
Your breath hit my breath
 
Oh no, the bride, no
A smoke took the mountains
Walk straight oh, bride
I'm going to faint, no, no
 
Yard of the ships, oh
I couldn't recognise the one coming
I wonder where do the place
The one who died of love
 
Oh no, the bride, no
A smoke took the mountains
Walk slowly, oh, bride
I'm going to faint, no, no
 
muvaffakiyetsizleştiricileştiremeyebileceklerimizdenmişsinizcesine

Farewell, Brother

Nostalgia perfumes the Buenos Aires night
Bohemian wine bars and a singer
So many serenades under the stars
With the full moon rising up a balcony
 
You remember that you loved the Colombian sun
That beautiful homeland will not forget you
Colombia now weeps for its missing singer
And in passing left you a kiss on the forehead
Colombia now weeps for its missing singer
And in passing left you a kiss on the forehead
 
We will go on together, my beloved brother
Wherever I go, you will go with me
And in all the zambas1 and little waltzes,
Your strength, little brother, will go with me
~
Bahía Blanca bears the sorrows of childhood
A scar that healed the pain of the soul
The entire town is sad for your vibrant voice
Through its little streets you became a singer
The entire town is sad for your vibrant voice
Through its little streets you became a singer
 
Everyone remembers you, and on a long night
The bells toll from loneliness
You will return in a zamba with a bass drum and guitar
It hurts in my soul to feel that your are not here
You will return in a zamba with a bass drum and guitar
It hurts in my soul to feel that you are not here
 
We will go on together, my beloved brother
Wherever I go, you will go with me
And in all the zambas and little waltzes,
Your strength, little brother, will go with me
 

• 1. Argentinian handkerchief dance

The Juicy Little Apple

You've uncoiled the clew
To the last little1thread2
And you've beat a path
To my garden little1gate
 
Once it would get dark
You used to ask me out,
But now those trysts
Have passed into legend.
 
The juicy little1apple
Is spinning in the saucer.3
Who failed to keep his love,
- Oh, later he'll realize his mistake!
 
Oy, my little1clew, my clew,
Silky little1threads,
So where's my dovelet now,4
At which garden little1gate?
 
I would cross any
Field, meadow or forest,
Just to catch a glimpse
Of his new passion.
 
But my clew doesn't want
To uncoil its little1threads.
There's no point in
Spying on you, my dovelet:4
 
At nights a star
Falls on my palm.
Soon with someone else
The girl will get engaged.
 
The juicy little1apple
Is spinning in the saucer.3
Who failed to keep his love,
- Oh, later he'll realize his mistake!
 

• It's a term of endearment. Like little river = rivulet, little dove = dovelet
• 2. This is a reference to old Russian fairy tales in which a protagonist would follow a rolling magic ball of yarn to find something or someone. For example in this one:
  
• my dovelet = my darling, my sweatheart

Размишљања о мом животу

Промена сунчеве светлости у месечину,
размишљања о мом животу
о, како ми пуне очи...
Поздрави људи у невољама,
размишљања о мом животу,
о, како ми пуне очи...
 
О, моје туге,
тужна сутра,
вратите ме мојој кући.
О, моје плакање,
осећам као да умирем,
вратите ме мојој кући.
 
Мењам се, преуређујем,
мењам се,
мењам све,
све око себе...
Свет је
лоше место,
лоше место,
страшно место за живот,
о, али не желим да умрем...
 
О, моје туге,
тужна сутра,
вратите ме мојој кући.
О, моје плакање,
осећам као да умирем,
вратите ме мојој кући.
 
(превео Гаврило Дошен)
 

Please

When you give me your small hand,
 
which speaks so many unspokens,
have I ever then asked you
if you love me?
I don't need you to love me,
I want only to know you deeply
and for you to sometimes, quietly and gently,
give me your hand.
 

At Night

At night, when the sea cradles me,
and pale starshine
lies on its wide waves,
then I detach myself completely
from all doing and all love
and stand still and just breathe
alone, cradled by the sea alone,
that lies quiet and cold with a thousand lights.
 
Then I have to think of my friends
and lower my gaze into their eyes,
and ask each one quietly alone:
'Are you still mine?
Is my suffering a pain to you? My death a death?
Do you feel, in my distress,
only a touch of my love, only an echo?”
 
And calmly, the sea looks and remains silent.
And smiles: No.
And from nowhere comes greeting and answer.
 

Ey, I Have Such Passion

Ey, I have such passion
ey, wearing beaded necklaces.
Ey, a ring on my finger
Going with my boyfriend to a party.
 
Ey, when I sing
ey, I don´t need any accompaniment.
Ey, I can even dance to
my singing.
 
Ey, I sing a lot,
ey, but not happy songs.
Ey, because in my heart
there´s not much happiness left.
 
Ey, there´s only little left,
ey, but there will be more.
Ey, because in that Kyiv
there are many happy people living.
 

It's Too Late

This world is loving
A place full of love
You left and came back, my love
Why did you behave like that
You left me silent and sad
You distanced yourself...love...
As if you loved me that much
And you weren't worried about me
Where were you gone all these years, my love
At least let me tell you I love you
But I can't anymore, I don't have the energy anymore
Love...
 
It's too late now, way too late
Your love for me is now late
Love that once was, isn't there anymore
 
It's too late now for me to love you
My heart belongs to someone else, see
Then tell me, what should I do?
 
The tears in your eyes
You are begging me to love you
You are begging, but what should I do?
Understand, understand
 
I understand, I'm suffering just like you
I won't forget, I will remember you
Love...
 
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Entirely my own work, please quote/reference me if used elsewhere.

Related People

You're my light, my ray of light
You're my gentle one, my sweet and lovely
You're very beautiful
I'm with you everyday, every hour
Wherever I may be, you're in my heart
You're a mother's gift to me
I love you very much, my dear friend
 
Related people, brother and sister
We'll tell the world with love, and silently
That we are proud, happy
We're friends, family
We're together no matter what happens
 
Related people, brother and sister
We'll tell the world with love, and silently
That we are proud, happy
We're friends, family
We're together no matter what happens
Let there be light in our lives
 
I sing for you with my heart and soul
This song, our song
To heaven I pray that for us
Only good news, we're together
Brother and sister
Like two creeks
Two stars of a constellation
 
I know that I'll be with you forever
We are tied with one thread
Together is a hundred times easier
You and I are sister and brother
Two with one native blood
 
I know that I'll be with you forever
We are tied with one thread
If grief is easier for me
Then joy is twice as easy
Two with one love
Our holy love
 
Related people, brother and sister
We'll tell the world with love, and silently
That we are proud, happy
We're friends, family
We're together no matter what happens
 
Related people, brother and sister
We'll tell the world with love, and silently
That we are proud, happy
We're friends, family
We're together no matter what happens
Let there be light in our lives
 
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Entirely my own work, please quote/reference me if used elsewhere.

Another Life

Maybe can't be in this life yet
But you will be still my life
So we will run away to sea
I'm going to ask to date
Are you going to tell me that you're going think
But in the end, will take on
 
Maybe can't be in this life yet
But you will be still my life
Without more lies to see me
Without old love to forget
Without your friends to hide
Sure, that all gonna be alright
 
Uebaruê iô,
I'm Fishman, dreamer
I gonna tell to God our lord
That you is the love of my life
Because can't be live in this life dying of love
 
Maybe can't be in this life yet
But you will be still my life
And a bee gonna make the honey
Dalva Star gonna cross in the sky
And the correct wind gonna blow in sea
Sure, that all gonna be alright
 
Uebaruê iô,
I'm Fishman, dreamer
I gonna tell to God our lord
That you is the love of my life
Because can't be live in this life dying of love
 
Uebaruê iô,
I'm Fishman, dreamer
I gonna tell to God our lord
That you is the love of my life
Because can't be live in this life dying of love
 
Uebaruê iô,
I'm Fishman, dreamer
I gonna tell to God our lord
That you is the love of my life
Because can't be live in this life dying of love
 
Uebaruê iô,
Uebaruê iô,
Uebaiô oooô
 
You believe in another life, only we both ?
Sure, that all gonna be alright
 

Hallelujah

Hallelujah, a song sings
Hallelujah, we sing along
Sky, land and sea, night and wind
And every morning which starts anew
All voices together: Hallelujah
 
Hallelujah, song of the world
Which lights up your path in life
Hallelujah, it rings and sings
In our hearts, Hallelujah
 
Hallelujah, it echoes
Hallelujah wherever you look
Flowers, sunshine, forests and fields
And every bird in the sky
Everyone sings the song: Hallelujah
 
Hallelujah, song of the world
Which lights up your path in life
Hallelujah, it rings and sings
In our hearts, Hallelujah
 
Hallelujah, thank you
For the miracles that happen daily
Hallelujah, we want to be happy
And with us the whole world, Hallelujah
 
Hallelujah, song of the world
Which lights up your path in life
Hallelujah, it rings and sings
In our hearts, Hallelujah
 
Hallelujah, it rings and sings
In our hearts, Hallelujah
 

I wish I could forget your name

Keep for yourself your heart cold as ice...
It will be against you
When you”ll love n your life.
You'll wake up one day
And I think it will hurt you,
When for you love
Will be like a disease.
 
(chorus x 2)
I wish I could forget your name,
I wish I could forget everything you did,
I wish you to run away from my thoughts,
But I love you more and more...
 
You'll understand someday,
But I'm going to be too far.
Everything we've lived
You will not have anymore.
And even if you were to cry,
Nobody will hear you,
Because you gave love to anyone.
 
(chorus x 2)
I wish I could forget your name,
I wish I could forget everything you did,
I wish you to run away from my thoughts,
But I love you more and more...
 
You will look in her everything you had with me
And then you will understand that was love ...
You will lose nights in a row
You with the glass in front of you,
And you'll see then
That love is a thief!
 
(chorus x 2)
I wish I could forget your name,
I wish I could forget everything you did,
I wish you to run away from my thoughts,
But I love you more and more ...
 
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Evening Conversation

What are you gazing at, daydreaming, in this cloudy land?
I put my heart into your beautiful hand.
It is so full of unspoken happiness.
So hot - did you not feel it?
 
With a strange smile, you give it back to me.
A gentle pain...It is silent. It is cooled.
 

Books

All the books in this world
will not bring you happiness,
but secretly, they point you
back within yourself.
 
There lies everything you need,
sun, star, and moon,
because the light you're asking after
lives within yourself.
 
The wisdom you've long sought
in the libraries
now shines from every page -
because now it is yours.
 

Serenade

Versions: #2
I think your mother is a thief
Stole the stars put them as your eyes
Now you slam me with them
It's good that your mom's a thief
Thief, thief, thief
Your mom's a thief
 
Verse:
Hey you - like a fox, no not hairy but cunning
Any you don't have mustache,
Basically you pretty
Your cheeks and bun are just like Mona Lisa's
No not prehistoric, but hypnotizing
You are so white and fluffy just like sheep
No not stupid, but soft to touch
You are just like a snake too
Flexible know how to do a split
Well you understood me
Baby I love you
 
Chours 1x
 
Verse:
Hey you - like a fox, no not hairy but cunning
Any you don't have mustache,
Basically you pretty
Your cheeks and bun are just like Mona Lisa's
No not prehistoric, but hypnotizing
You are so white and fluffy just like sheep
No not stupid, but soft to touch
You are just like a snake too
Flexible know how to do a split
Well you understood me
Baby I love you
 
I think your mother is a thief
Stole the stars put them as your eyes
Now you slam me with them
It's good that your mom's a thief
Thief, thief, thief
Your mom's a thief
 
I think your mother is a thief
Stole the stars put them as your eyes
Now you slam me with them
It's good that your mom's a thief
Thief, thief, thief
Your mom's a thief
Thief, thief, thief
Your mom's a thief
 

Možda

Možda su drugdje ljepše zemlje
i zvjezdanije noći, i svjetlija jutra
Možda je bujnija i zelenija zelena (boja)
i ptice na granama pjevaju veselije
 
Možda, drugdje, ali srcu je draža
pjesma nad Vislom i pijesak Mazovije
 
Sumraci na fjordovima, i sjene piramida
i polarne zore, i san ispod palmi
Šareni leptiri, bajni vrtovi
i gradovi u vrtovima čudesne ljepote
 
Možda...
 
Možda, možda je sve negdje bolje
i ptice, i zvijezde, i pjesma, i zrak
(možda) su negdje bili sretniji narodi
i drveće gracioznije vrbe na vodi
 
Možda...
 
Ako naiđete na grešku u mom prijevodu, slobodno mi napišite i obrazložite! :)

If you run into a mistake in my translation, feel free to comment and explain it to me! :)

Cataleya

We stitch them up, Cataleya
Out of anger, Cataleya, until blood flows, Cataleya
You’re not good for me. Cataley
Enough, Cataleya, my curse,
Cataleya
I fuck my reputation with you
Cataleya
And still I buy you new Boots, Cataleya
I always wanna know what you do cataleya
Belive me i got everything you’re looking for cataleya
It’s a fight cataleya
Damn cataleya im scared cataleya
Over and over heart against mind cataleya
Thanks a lot, this shit makes me sick Cataleya
Because without you everything is grey cataleya
I need cataleya , trust cataleya
But you’re not my woman cataleya
You’re the bullet and I’m the trigger cataleya
 
[Pre-Hook]
We took it in our hands cataleya
Been so high cataleya In the bank cataleya
With the pump cataleya
Through the wall cataleya
(rraaa)
[Hook]
We took it in our hands cataleya
Been so high cataleya in the bank cataleya....“““““
 
[Part 2]
Years passed cataleya
Been so blind cataleya
Money smells cataleya
But without it it doesn’t make any sense cataleya
In my head I hear these voices cataleya
I was Kanye and you were Kim cataleya
Drink the goddamn Gin cataleya
Right cataleya
Just because we love each other doesn’t mean we’re meant to be together cataleya
You were like an addiction cataleya
My cocaine and ghetto Cataleya
Nö love but anger cataleya
All the hate and still I protect you cataleya
And now we’re escaping cataleya
Before you go, go inside the air (bomb yourself) cataleya
A shot in the breast because i had to cataleya (rrah)
 
[pre-hook]
 

Љубав није ништа...

Опседнути најгорим
и не баш много речити
најмањи од мојих уздаха
постају метафизички.
Имам на свом небу
тоне звезда
које се држе за моја крила
и ево паде Архангел Гаврило!
 
Опседнута најгорим
и мало превише физичка,
жеља за дрхтањем
је фараонска!
... фуј аскетизму!
Мој живот се замрачује,
без језика,
без секса се исцрпљујем!
 
Љубав није ништа!
Кад је политички коректна,
волимо се,
ни не знамо кад се повређујемо.
Љубав није ништа
када јесве сексуално коректно
досађујемо се
и вичемо да престане.
 
Живот није ништа...
кад је млак!
Изједа самог себе и узбуркава
крв у пепелу цигарете.
Живот је леп...
мед и млеко!
Кад је кисео од динамита,
ко ме воли – нек'ме прати!
 
Опседнути најгорим
и не баш много речити
најмањи од мојих уздаха
постају метафизички.
Имам у глави
тоне пируета,
скок анђела
није за мене ништа чудно.
 
Опседнута најгорим
и не баш много речита
да бих делила смех
прилично платонски.
Имам у мојој сфери
ефекат стаклене баште,
крв ми кључа,
укратко, искључила сам се од свега.
 
(превео Гаврило Дошен)
 

Your Heart Is Like A Night

I would hug your voice if I could to do that
Your conscience is my secret witness
You were my breath (in the past) but you're stranger for me right now
You belong to someone else, someone else
 
My body has fallen to a storm, ask me that my soul is still alive?
You're the reason of my emotionlessness,
Of my tiredness...
 
Your heart is like a night, maybe someday it'll become clear
Mercy me, man!
Don't put the everybody else into your heart, man!
Just because you want an eternal love
 

For God's Sake (please )

I want to tell you this secret
in my hand I have a light switch
I can turn on the light of the world when you are next to me whenever I want
even if I have to
in order to avoid trouble
I will turn it off so the people don't see us
 
for God's sake (please ) trust me and never cry
I will turn off the lights of the world so no one can talk
my life (my love) be brave ( have a strong heart)
and don't be afraid and get the strength from me
if anyone says one bad word about you I will erase them
 
I am responsible for you
I am by your side don't worry
I will tell you one word ' you are mine'
please don't forget that
 
this tear in your eyes
I will turn it in your hand
to a big smile in the face of the whole world
go ahead and smile
 

It's New It's New

You opened your eyes
And the moon became the sun
Your first small steps
Were headed in the direction of my life
 
One drop of rain is water
That becomes an ocean one day
One day you are a droplet of life
One day you are a small leaf
Your life is awaiting you
 
It's new, It's new, It's new, It's new, It's new
This life is still new for you
Your name is love
Life is a gift
Let your smile be undying
 
It's new, It's new, It's new, It's new, It's new
Your world is new and blank
When you look, you smile
You fill up with love
A planet lit up under the sun
 
You need to become the light
That opens closed doors
You need to be the hope
That fills hearts with love
 
This world is in your hands
Draw your own life
Let all of the colors
All the stars in the sky
Decorate the days of your life
 
It's new, It's new, It's new, It's new, It's new
This life is still new for you
Your name is love
Life is a gift
Let your smile be undying
 
It's new, It's new, It's new, It's new, It's new
Your world is new and blank
When you look, you smile
You fill up with love
A planet lit up under the sun
 
Let there be a blue sky
Let the road of your life be green
In the ocean of life you are a droplet
But our tomorrow and present
 
It's new, It's new, It's new, It's new, It's new
This life is still new for you
Your name is love
Life is a gift
Let your smile be undying
 
It's new, It's new, It's new, It's new, It's new
This life is still new for you
Your name is love
Life is a gift
Let your smile be undying
 
It's new, It's new, It's new, It's new, It's new
Your world is new and blank
When you look, you smile
You fill up with love
A planet lit up under the sun
 
It's new, It's new, It's new, It's new, It's new
 
Copywrite (©) Lyrical Myrical
Entirely my own work, please quote/reference me if used elsewhere.

The fairest who is now asleep

The fairest who is now asleep
la la la, la la la, la la la
bears a name that gives fright
liberty, liberty, liberty
 
The fairest who is now asleep
la la la, la la la, la la la
bears a name that gives fright
liberty, liberty, liberty
 

March of the Defenders of Moscow

We’ll attack in steel columns,
We’ll firmly march forward.
(To) Defend our home capital,
Our turn to our appointed leader.
 
We will not break in the defense of our capital,
Our dear Moscow roads.
(We’re) an unbreakable wall, made of impenetrable steel 1
Crush, decimate our enemy!
In marches of equal platoons.
The ground roars underfoot
For us and our native plant!
And under the Kremlin’s Red Stars. 2 (x2)
 
For our own joy
We built our city
For every shattered stone
We will be paid back. 3
 
Don’t count our strength as heroes,
Our might alone will repulse the fire.
We’ll bury the fascists in their own grave!
In the foggy battles encircling Moscow!
 

• 1. It says defensible but impenetrable sounds better
• 2. I know a native is going to have objections and someone will say “flip it around Vlad! That isn’t right!” but honestly, it makes sense. “Under the Red Star”, who was the Red Star? The ass-hats in the Kremlin -_-
• 3. Similar to the psychology in “Sacred War” where they’re saying “You break your stuff we’ll break you a thousand times worse.” Big Stick Diplomacy everyone.

To me, music is a form of speech, and just like speech, music should be heard to all regardless of barriers in place. So by translating you're letting other people open up to a world that is alien to them, a world where many who listen to the Russian, German and French music I listen to, is not strange or weird because they do not understand what the singer is singing. By having translations music can share cultural and political ideas, or really just ideas, around without barrier, and allow for discussion over meaning and purpose instead of trivial pursuit.

I Wish

My life was empty
There was no space for my heart
Where did you come from?
Entered into my soul
Entered into my life
 
When my eyes saw you they were surprised right away
When my eyes saw you they were surprised right away
A light appeared in the bottom of my heart
The strings of love awoke
A light appeared in the bottom of my heart
The strings of love awoke
 
I wish, oh I wish
I wish you were next to me right now
I wish, oh I wish
I wish I could give you hugs and kisses
 
Never let my heart
Be without you
Let me sing this song
Become a love song
Become a force of love
 
When my eyes saw you they were surprised right away
When my eyes saw you they were surprised right away
A light appeared in the bottom of my heart
The strings of love awoke
A light appeared in the bottom of my heart
The strings of love awoke
 
I wish, oh I wish
I wish you were next to me right now
I wish, oh I wish
I wish I could give you hugs and kisses
 
I wish... you were next to me
I wish... I wish
I wish, oh I wish
I wish I could give you hugs and kisses
I wish...
 
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One Day a Year

For one day a year, let’s make believe
that Death rests in a well-hewn box.
No grand illusions get blown to bits
and for a dollar’s sake, no one gets shot.
 
World Calamity lies sound asleep,
calm between sheets at a first class hotel.
No rope encumbers a brother’s breath,
and no sister slumbers by a gas-filled vent.
 
No men are suddenly charred by fire,
and no one dies in the streets right then.
All lies, I know, yet still I contend:
for one day a year, let’s just pretend.
 

Kaznivši me tako oštro

Kaznivši me tako oštro
Reci mi šta si time dobio?
Kaznivši me tako oštro
Život si mi oduzeo
A ja umesto da te prezrem
Još jače te zavoleh
 
Zabio sam joj nož
Jer me je prevarila sa drugim
Zabio sam joj nož
Kada je već mrtva bila
Shvatih
Da sam i ja nju prevario
 

Poetry Is a Loaded Weapon of the Future

When nothing personally exalting is expected anymore,
but it beats and keeps getting closer to the conscience,
fiercly existing, blindly affirmed,
like a pulse that strikes the darkness.
 
When they look straight into
the reeling clear eyes of death,
truths are told:
the barbaric, terrible, loving cruelties.
 
The poems are recited
that broaden the lungs of many, asphyxiated,
they ask to exist, they ask for rhythm,
they ask for a law for that which they feel is excessive.
 
With the velocity of instinct,
with the ray of the prodigy,
like magical evidence, what is real becomes
identical to itself.
 
Poetry for the poor, necessary poetry
like daily bread,
like the air we require thirteen times a minute
in order to exist and meanwhile give a yes that glorifies.
 
Because we lived violently, because if they barely allow us
to say that we are who we are,
our songs cannot be an adornment without sin.
We are hitting bottom.
 
I curse the poetry that is conceived as a
cultural luxury by those who are neutral
that, by washing their hands, they disengage and avoid.
I curse the poetry of those who won't take sides until they get dirty.
 
I own my transgressions. I sense inside me how many suffer and I sing while breathing.
I sing, and sing, and sing beyond my personal
hardships, I grow.
 
I would like to give them life, provoke new acts,
and so I calculate what I can with technique.
I feel like a verse engineer and a laborer
that works with others of Spain in their irons.
 
Such is my poetry: poetry-tool
a simultaneous beat of the unanimous and blind.
Such is a loaded weapon with an expansive future
with which I point at your chest.
 
It is not a drop by drop thought-out poem.
It is not a beautiful product. It is not a perfect fruit.
It is something like the air that we all breathe
and it is the song that broadens how much we carry inside.
 
They are words that we all repeat feeling like
they are ours, and they fly. They are more than that.
They are what is needed most: that which has no name.
They are cries in heaven, and acts on earth.
 

The Fiddler

People, help! The fiddler's1 drowning,
He can barely swim. Hold on!
I don't care about him drowning,
Pity that his fiddle's gone!
 

• 1. lit. - an accordion player

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