Saša Milivojev - GOLDEN TWINE

Saša Milivojev

GOLDEN TWINE

A Spirit

A wandering soul

A wrathful squall

In the fire levin‘s blasting

Ice within the chest is crackling.

Everything to me is hindrance

You are not within my distance

We are bound by golden twine.

Step down from the blazing sun

The child loves you but it stammers

Because this un-beating heart

Cannot fasten

Gelid gates of inky Hades.

I shall lay myself to rest

Hold acquittal and solace

In this hour evil, bleak,

When you didn’t hear me speak.

Saša Milivojev

Translated by

Ljubica Yentl Tinska

SAŠA MILIVOJEV

萨沙•米利沃耶夫, Saşa Milivoyev, サーシャ・ミリヴォエフ, Sasha Milivoyev, साशा मिलीवोएव, Саша Миливойев, ساشا میلیوویف, Saša Milivojev, Σάσα Μιλιβόγιεφ, Sasa Milivojev, Sacha Milivoyév, Sascia Milivoev, Sasza Miliwojew, Sacha Milivoev, Sasha Milivojev, ሳሻ ሚሊቮዬቭ, Саша Миливоев, Саша Миливојев, ساشا ميليفويف

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