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)