Car psećih zvona /The Tzar of Dog Bells

! This post was written long ago. What you're reading is not necessarily how I feel about things in 2017. This blog was started by an 18-year-old in 2001. Please, keep that in mind before you freak out.

Car psećih zvona

Reči ujedaju!
I ja.
Ma, ne baš,
no jeste, nekad sam.
I žao mi je,
za šta god
treba da mi bude žao.
Dođi, udri na Car-zvono,
hoćeš li?

Jaka kiša,
pas u krošnji.
Nagnem se
i u rukama mi je.
Sad sam i ja pas.
Dođi, pozvoni Car-zvono,
hoćeš li?

Urlam na Mesec,
sa šapama u cementu
no nigde nema tragova
da ikad bila sam tu.
Dođi, laj na Car-psa,
hoćeš li?

Zaglavljena u dovratku,
moje tobože gvozdene šake
su baš poplavele.
Unutra sam, gledam napolje.
Napolju sam, gledam unutra.
Dođi, kučkni ovu zvonjavu,
hoćeš li?

The Tzar of Dog Bells

Words bite!
So do I
Not really.
But, yes, I used to.
And I'm sorry.
For whatever I
Should be sorry for
Come ring the Tzar bell,
Will you?

Heavy rain,
A dog in the treetop,
I reach out
And it's in my arms.
Now I'm a dog, too.
Come ring the Tzar dog,
Will you?

I howl at the Moon,
Paws stuck in cement
But I leave no trace
Of ever being there.
Come bark at Tzar dog,
Will you?

Stuck in a doorway.
My supposed iron hands
Are getting really blue
Inside, looking out.
Outside, looking in.
Come, dog the bell ring,
Will you?

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