Pesma za moj 27. rođendan

Pesma za moj 27. rođendanViše mi nisu potrebne reči, treba mi vreme;

Vreme je da sunce kaže koliko je sati;

Vreme je da cvet progovori, a usta zaneme;

Ko loše živi zar može jasno zapevati!

Verovao sam u san i u nepogodu,

U dve noći bio zaljubljen noću

Dok jug i sever u istome plodu

Sazrevaju i cvokoću.

Sanjajući ja sam sve praznike prespavao!

I grom je pripitomljen pevao u staklu.

Ne rekoh li: Vatru vrati na mesto pravo,

A poljupcu je mesto u paklu.

I hlebovi se pod zemljom školuju;

Ja bih se želeo na strani zla tući;

Pa ipak, po milosti istorije,

Povraćajući i ja ću u raj ući.

Za prijatelje proglasio sam hulje,

Zaljubljene u sve što peva i škodi.

Dok mi zvezde kolena ne nažulje

Moliću se pobožnoj vodi.

Poem for my 27th birthday

I don't need words anymore, I need time;

It is time when Sun tells us the hour;

It is time for flower to speak, and for mouth to be mute;

How can man who lives poorly sing out the truth?

I believed in dream and the storm,

enamoured I was by two nights at night

While in the same fruit both north and south

freeze and bloom.

Dreaming, I overslept all the holidays!

While tame thunder in the glass sang.

Put Fire back where it belongs, said

and kiss belongs in hell.

Even bread gets education underground;

I wish to fight on the side of evil;

With history's mercy, still I will

puking enter the Eden

For friends I named crooks

enamoured with all that sings and harms.

before the pious water I shall be praying

'til my knees get numbed by stars

(Translated by Aleksandra Milanović)