cruelty

Standard

Pig
Vasko Popa
Only when she felt
The savage knife in her throat
Did the red veil
Explain the game
And she was sorry
She had torn herself
From the mud’s embrace
And had hurried so joyfully
From the field that evening
Hurried to the yellow gate

Original

Свиња
-Васко Попа
Тек када је чула
Бесни нож у грлу
Црвена завеса
Објаснила јој игру
И било јој је жао
Што се истргла
Из наручја каљуге
И што је вечером с поља
Тако радосно јурила
Јурила капији жутој

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