Osama na trgu
Osama na trgu
To kuda neprohod im,
čudno mi se otvori put.
To kuda stupaj ih laki,
stuknem, brale.
Plač i smeh vrve u vrevi,
bukću kao smola,
bledi pronose tugu.
I ja bih u vrevi da vrvim,
osama na trgu me snađe,
tišina njinom huku:
kud oni šestarim,
sa rujnih lica štijem lobanje kob.
Prostreli, o prostreli me raba.
Prominu njinom
sablasno ovo ostajanje.
Prostreli, o, prostreli.
Kamen da sam na veki.
Po mojoj senci da mere
smiraje i svitanja
na trgu.
Loneliness On The Square
Whither they have no passage,
Strangely for me a way opens.
Whither their light step,
I step back, little brother.
In the seething swarm tears and
laughter.
Flare up like tar,
Pale. they hear sadness.
l too would in the seething swarm,
Beset by loneliness on the square,
A silence to their tumult.
Whither they, I stride,
From flushed faces I read the
skull's fate.
Pierce, oh pierce me through, the
slave.
to their passing
Spectral this lingering.
Pierce, oh pierce,
That I be eternally a stone.
That by my shadow they measure
Duskings and dawnings"
On the square.