Tuga u kamenu
Tuga u kamenu
Ni reč, ni stih, ni zvuk
tugu moju ne kaza;
A duge sveudilj neke
nebo i zemlju
spaja i spaja luk.
I krenem, i rodna kob
sve dublje me koreni.
I kriknem,
i u srce kao nož rođeni zarije se krik.
I krvlju tu pa tu
materom u krug.
A svićem sa zorama,
a s večeri setno
nestaje me za gorama.
I nemo iz tvari tugom
objavi se drug.
I tugom zacvrkuće tica
i zazeleni lug.
I sekira kad ljuto
zaseče dub;
i jagnjetu vuk, - kosti kad mlavi zub;
nemo sve svemu tugom
verni ostane drug.
Sloboda robu, - odbegnem daleko,
a sve dublje tu.
I blagoslov što grobu
kolevci prokletstvo neko, -
odužiti dug.
Sve zove, -
ostajem.
Korenom u kamenu
tuzi zatvaram krug.
Patniku iz tiha srca
to čudno pukne zore cik.
I čudno,
na ramenu sebi,
svetli svoj sagleda lik.
Ni reč, ni stih, ni zvuk
tugu moju ne kaza.
A duge sveudilj neke
nebo i zemlju
spaja i spaja luk.
Sorrow In Stone
Not word, nor sound, nor verse
Does tell about my sorrow
And a rainbow's bend, yonder
Links and links heaven and earth
So I go, but native fate
Yet roots me even deeper
So I scream, but like a knife,
Digs into heart
Its own scream
And by blood here, still here,
Maternally in a loop
And I break with dawns
And in evenings, wistfully
Over the hills I dissolve
And mutely, from substance, sorrow
Itself a friend declares
And with sorrow chirps the bird
And the grove greens and sways
And a hatchet, when madly
Slashes an oak
And wolf to a lamb
Whose bones under tooth broke
Eeach to each, mutely, by sorrow
Remains a trusty bloke
Freedom to slave! I run far
But even more, I stay
A blessing what to a grave,
A curse to a cradle -
A debt to pay
Rooted deep into stone
I loop the sorrow's way
To sufferer, from silent heart
Strangely does break the dawn
And strangely, on his own shoulder
Bright figure he sees, his own
Not word, nor sound, nor verse
Does tell about my sorrow
And a rainbow's bend, yonder
Keeps linking heaven and earth
(Translated by Lazar Pašćanović)
The Sorrowful Stone
No word, sound, or verse
Can describe my sorrow;
And a rainbow's arc, yonder
Links and links heaven and earth.
So I go, but native fate
Roots me ever deeper
And I scream,
but a knife-like scream digs into my own heart
And by blood here, still here,
Maternally in a loop.
And I rise with the dawn
And in the evening dissolve
wistfully over the hills.
And from substance, sorrow mutely
itself a friend declares.
And sorrowfully sings the bird
And sorrowfully the grove turns green.
And when an angry hatchet
Cuts into an oak
And a wolf to a lamb
Grinding its bones with its teeth
Each to each, mutely, by sorrow
Remains a trusty friend.
Freedom to the slave! Far I escape
Yet even more, I stay.
And a blessing's to a grave,
As a curse to a cradle -
A debt to pay.
Everything calls -
I stay.
Rooted deep into stone
I loop the sorrow's way.
To sufferer, from a silent heart
Strangely does break the dawn.
And strangely, on his own shoulder
He observes his own light image.
No word, sound, or verse
Can describe my sorrow;
And a rainbow's arc, yonder
Links and links heaven and earth.