My tercel
Click my peregrine, fly off high
Fly off the dunghill you blind chicken
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Waiting for the morning
Imperceptible, drop by drop.
Dew is coming,
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Moj sokole
Klikni sokole moj, uzleti visoko
Uzleti s bunjišta kokoško ćora
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Like a woman without children.
Solitary stands an old vine.
Ghostly like a night shadow.
Cursed like a bad crop.
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Kao žena bez poroda
Samuje stara loza.
Sablasna poput noćne sjene.
Ukleta kao nerodna godina.
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The night is my concubine.
A silent companion to my thoughts.
A night under the stars.
Truth in dreams.
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Noć je moja prilježnica.
Mislima mojim tiha saputnica.
Noć pod zvijezdama.
Java u snovima.
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Bumbar
imali smo po pet godina
nas troje prije šezdeset godina
i ko bi se sjetio toga dana
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we were five years old
the three of us sixty years ago
so, who would remember that day
when we buried Bumblebee
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Od versi mojih ispletoh ti vijenac.
U spomen na suzu tvoju čistu k'o zdenac.
Tebi što si mi verse čitala duge
i pričala što se krije iza pjesnikove tuge.
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Born in Dubrovnik, Croatia in 1960. Live and work in Montenegro Write poetry, short stories, novels and drama.)
My Tercel
My tercel
Click my peregrine, fly off high
Fly off the dunghill you blind chicken
Do not eat meat from the master's hand, damn you peregrine
For the sake of the mountains
For the sake of the mountain lakes
For the sake of the karst rocks
For the sake of the sky
Click falcon, fly. Fly high my tercel
Don't land on the master's hand
Don't listen to the chime of the bells
Stay away from the hat and the leash
Fly, spread your wings over the hills
Observe the stinky coral from above
Sing freely. I want to hear your song
Click my falcon