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Plava ptica


Rene Magritte
Ima jedna plava ptica u mom srcu koja
želi da izađe van
ali ja sam isuviše opasan za nju,
kažem joj, ostani unutra,
neću
da te svako
vidi.

ima jedna plava ptica u mom srcu koja
želi da izađe van
ali ja je nalivam viskijem i uvlačim
dim od cigareta
tako da kurve, barmeni
i sitni trgovci
nikad ne saznaju
da je
unutra.

ima jedna plava ptica u mom srcu koja
želi da izađe
ali ja sam isuviše opasan za nju,
kažem joj,
smiri se, zar želiš da
me raščerupaš?
zar hoćeš da mi zajebeš
sve?
zar hoćeš da mi upropastiš prodaju knjiga u
Evropi?

ima jedna plava ptica u mom srcu koja
želi da izađe
ali ja sam pametan čovjek, pustim je napolje
samo ponekad noću
kad svako živ spava.
kažem joj, znam da si tu,
i zato ne budi
tužna.
onda je vratim nazad,
i ona pomalo pjevuši
unutra,
ne dam joj da
umre
i onda mi tako spavamo
zajedno
sa našom
malom tajnom
i sve je to toliko lijepo da
bi čovjek mogao
da zaplače,
ali ja ne plačem,
a
ti?

_________


there's a bluebird in my heart that
wants to get out
but I'm too tough for him,
I say, stay in there, I'm not going
to let anybody see
you.

there's a bluebird in my heart that
wants to get out
but I pour whiskey on him and inhale
cigarette smoke
and the whores and the bartenders
and the grocery clerks
never know that
he's
in there.

there's a bluebird in my heart that
wants to get out
but I'm too tough for him,
I say,
stay down, do you want to mess
me up?
you want to screw up the
works?
you want to blow my book sales in
Europe?
there's a bluebird in my heart that
wants to get out
but I'm too clever, I only let him out
at night sometimes
when everybody's asleep.
I say, I know that you're there,
so don't be
sad.
then I put him back,
but he's singing a little
in there, I haven't quite let him
die
and we sleep together like
that
with our
secret pact
and it's nice enough to
make a man
weep, but I don't
weep, do
you?


Plava ptica / Bluebird
Čarls Bukovski

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