There Breathes The Day/Dise Dan Poem by Miroslava Odalovic

The finger dipped in ashes
Is licked by the day
We’re breathed by the day

On the tip of the tongue
We’re waiting
For a fire made day
A beast made day
A wounded day

Like wounded beasts
We’re licked by the day
Breathed by the day

Like time sucking its dreams
We’re sucked by the day
The salt of our earth
Licked by the day

We want
We sing
Ashes to ashes
Eternity to us
Is
Licked by the day
We’re breathed by the day

All the suns are shining the sun
All the fires are licking their flame
With the finger up to the sky
With more of the heart
But still so lonely
There breathes the day

Prst umočen u pepeo
Liže dan
Diše nas dan

Na vrhu jezika čekamo
Od vatre dan
Zvjerju dan
Ranjeni dan

Ko zvijeri ranjene
Liže nas dan
Diše nas dan

Ko vrijeme svoj san
Siše nas dan
I so nam zemlje
Liže dan

Mi hoćemo
Mi pjevamo
Pepeo pepelu
A vječnosti nam
Liže dan
Diše nas dan

Sva sunca sijaju sunca
Sve vatre ližu svoj plam
S prstom ka nebu gasne
S više srca al sam
Diše dan