Morana -The Death Godess/Morana Boginja Smrti Poem by Miroslava Odalovic

To whom I gave lead to kneel down in their heart
On whom I cast the spells took eyes out of their sockets
Whom I breast fed on sorrow I have killed their child
Whose black name was screamed by the black of the night
Whose peace I shattered whose feast I spiced
Whose shoe I cut through whose bowl I dropped
Whose gown I tore whose roads I entangled
Whose horses I tamed to find me on the path
Years and days to whom I destroyed in a sec
Whose saber I took out and broke its hilt
To whom the war I foretold the war I foretold
To whom I burnt the fields to whom I cut the forests
Who cannot cry I tempted out their tears
Who undid their hair in honour of my hands
To whom I twilit the twilight to whom the dawn I broke
Whose castles I plundered the treasures of the world
Whose bud I cut in everything that blooms….



Morana - the death godess




kom dadoh olovo sred srca da mu kleci
na kog bacih cini iskopah oci klete
kog zadojih tugom ja mu ubih dijete
kome crno ime crne noci jece
kom razorih mir kom razgalih pir
kom probih opanak kom prevrnuh canak
kom razorih dom kog prokle i Bog
kom pocijepah skut kom zamrsih put
kom zauzdah ate putem da me nade
godine i dane kom slomih u tren
kom isukah sablju a balcak polomih
kom prorekoh boj kom prorekoh boj
kom zapalih njive kom pokosih šume
ko plakat ne umije izmamih mu suzu
ko rasplete kose u cast mojih ruku
kom suton sutonih kom zoru razorih
kom poharah dvor i riznice svijeta
kom pokosih pupolj u svemu što cvjeta...