Užasni se

Uzasni se nad ovim veceras, ljubljena;

za nama ljudi govore potiho

jedan drugome nasa imena,

ljubicaste fluorescentne lampe

osvjetljuju mjesta nasih sastanaka

a rijeci koje smo si saptali

razglasuju preko radija

From: Naronska sijesta

Be shocked, my love, at what’s happening this evening;

people talking behind our backs, whispering

our names to each other,

violet, phosphorescent street-lamps

throwing light on our meeting places,

and those words we used to say in a soft voice

being put on air now.