ÇOK SENI SEVERAM Poem by Predrag Lucić

If I don't live to see St Peter's Day
You
Go and marry again
And may the wedding be galičko
So I can hear you, ljepoto,
At the graveyard when they launch into teškoto.

All those dead lads
And me, possibly dead, possibly drunk
Lying there under the false name of
Atanas Parahodotov

And as you gather the dead wedding guests
I shall rise from somebody else's grave
If you tell me, you know what
If you tell me, like Nina Spirova
If you tell me
Çok seni severam.