Those Bloody Years

Those bloody years

I could sing to you about
distant lands, about
attractive anecdotes, about
miracles, about
multicolored birds, about the
squirrels which ate out of my hand
or about the fuzzy koala bears.
Ah, how could I!
Ah, if only I could!

Those bloody year
do not allow me
to forget.
(How can I do it?
How could I do it!)

Stjepan Šešelj, Croatia (1947-)
Translation:  Željka Lovrenčić  – Germain Droogenbroodt