Poeziju će svi pisati

Everyone Will Write Poetry

dream is an ancient and forgotten truth

that no one can verify anymore

foreign lands are singing now as sea and worries

east is west from the west, false movement is the fastest

now wisdom and birds of my forsaken disease are singing

flower between ash and a smell

those who refuse to survive love

and lovers turning back time

garden whose smells earth doesn't recognize

and soil that stays faithful to the fire

because this world isn't Sun's only concern

but one day

where heart was Sun will stand

and human speech will no longer have words

which poem would deny

Everyone will write poetry

truth will exist in all the words

in the places where poem is the most beautiful

the one who started it first will retreat

leaving poem to the others

I accept the great thought of future poets:

one unhappy man can not be a poet

I accept the judgment of the singing crowd:

THOSE WHO CAN NOT STAND THE SONG SHALL LISTEN TO THE STORM

but:

WILL FREEDOM ITSELF SING

AS SLAVES HAVE SUNG OF IT

(Translated by Aleksandra Milanović)