.
Punished by God
Mourned by the Angels
Wandering aimlessly in search of a friend
On all sides of the world from end to end
Melancholy is killing me
Cursed land
Faces a million
and eyes of tarnished souls
Hearts of concrete
Have no sympathy
For my sadness,
adversity, hunger and misery
None can feel the pain of a cry
In a mirror unseen by my own eye
Bright light has summoned me
Resonated the echo of Thee
By the sweet fruits was I called
As by the lustrous gold
To perish in the quicksand instead
Watching silently
Those who swore my friends to be
When we shared one candy
To four parts equally
I have no more time
To beg tarnished souls
for love with my songs
All hope has abandoned me
I am the culprit of my own agony.



Saša Milivojev

Translated by Ljubica Yentl Tinska

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