Umro - The Stone

Dugo niko ne prolazi putem

Sto prepreci les vec polutruo

Tu na putu sto u zabit vodi

Zabio u blato glavu, umro

Nikog nema nogom da ga gurne

Grozeci se na spodobu vrazju

Da poleti dole niz liticu

I nestane negde u siprazju

Da poleti niz liticu

Sav se izlomi od stene

Raskomadan da postane

Razbacana hrana za hijene

Kisa lije, nebo tmurno

On I dalje lezi gde je umro

Nikog nema

A on zeli vise nego da prodise

Da ga neko trulog, jadnog

Bar pokrije suvim liscem

Lezi

Mrtvim okom gleda

Mrtvo oko place

Za obicnom rupom nekom

Rupom bilo kakvom

Da mu cuva kosti da je zove svojom rakom

Sa sto debljim pokrovom od vlazne ilovace

For a long time no one passes the road

What prevented the half-rotted corpse

There, on the road that leads into the abyss

Head stuck in mud, died

No one has a foot to push him

Threats are retaliated accordingly

To fly down the cliff

And it disappears somewhere in the forest

To fly off a cliff

It all breaks from the rock

Torn to pieces to become

Scattered food for the hyenas

It's raining, the sky is gloomy

He STILL lies where he died

No one is there

And he wants more than to pass

That someone rotten, miserable

Cover the bar with a dry leaf

Lie down

He looks with a dead eye

Dead around the place

For an ordinary hole to someone

Any kind of hole

To keep his bones, to call her his cancer

With a thick layer of wet loam