Sveti bes [English translation]

Her spirit is free

with other children

she wants to reach the sun

with hands covered in mud

and hug him like brother

It whispers to her secrets

about the land behind the mirror

if you believe in fairy tale

it wasn't told for nothing

your trail is long

On the other side

there is more than pot

your eyes are wings

they carry you everywhere

touch your chest

That isn't your heart ticking, no

those are shy dreams ticking

from outside

they want you to let them in

your fingers are brushes

Paint the people that are scared

to breath in pollen and

be born again

trough temperament

and black calcimine

Then they will have watery view

forgive them, you will paint

your smile again

Thousands fireflies in

this night are your lanterns

it's so easy to fly when you are child

let dreams fly

trough sleepy streets

Rainy music tonight chooses

you to be her

with dewy notes in hair

dress costume from tulle

and already you are blue fairy

Looking at dummy you bring him alive

next second your teddy tells

I waited for you, I'm leading you

in place that knows no groans

Jump over the roofs

there you are on tail of the star

his tearing the sky with his paw

"Where are you taking me teddy?

I don't see you silly..."

Lashes full of clouds

stop, I see embers

or are those faces of people

hundreds, hundreds of people

fly towards us

Leading the procession

those are mom and dad

light as a wind

cocktail of laughter and cry

she walks toward them

Shinny like never before

and now she forgives them for leaving

here is so much nicer

everything is made from happiness and songs

but immediately, everything is shaking

From mountains, emerges

ugly head of the giant

everyone around her

becomes smoke and disappear

she becomes alone

And then she recognizes

face of ugly giant as her uncle's

and picture shatters

Pieces of shattered imagination

pierce her eyes

and finally she sees

the same thing

that she sees every night

giant body above her

Breath stinking of rakia*

raspy tongue from which

she is creeping out and

everywhere is sticky sweat and pain

that thing, the sword that cuts

everything chaste in her

Stinky fingers in her mouth

shivering thighs

she screams in herself

her hand reaches for teddy

but will he hear her now?

From tears she doesn't see him clearly

but it greatly hurts her

"Take me Teddy

my little Teddy, take me away

please!"

But silent dummy is blankly

watching her with glassy eyes

heart is lost under the plush

sank into nothing

Walls are hearing only

uncle's sigh and rain

and night is deaf

and everything from outside is silent

ref.

Holy rage, my everything

my pain, my whole world

holy rage and what is sin

after or before

it returns back

He is 50 years old

while the storm rages outside

he sits in armchair

reading book, now

in the song is crow

In song there is a single**

wing stroke and night

ominous bird that

is only guest to a single

Night like this, single like him

but crow, crow is only

in that song

only craziness, that

really can't be, nah...

Fireplace is crackling pleasantly

he continue drinking wine

in that hour, someone knocks

man shivers

fog brought him someone

Like crow from the song

though he doesn't want company

he opens the door

and he sees a young man

woven from the dark

Black topcoat, long hair

dark eyes and rage

those eyes that stick

right in his consciousness

he wanted something to say

But he stayed speechless

lighting flashed at the same

time as youngster's fist

another and another

man hit the floor

as chill and darkness entered

with youngster in the room

man felt leg on top of him

and look above

and then he helplessly shouted

"You bloody son of the whore!"

and that was a spark

arrow in youngster's heart

who knows why, he screamed

and started to beat the man

Bloody, daemonic

without the mercy, everywhere

the man spit the blood

screams are lost beneath the boot

in that moment when

he leaned the gun to his temple

The man figured that the youngster

has no limit and that it is the end

as he coughed his teeth out

he tries to ask why

but the youngster spoke

and it was clear

How do you like to be

on this side of fear

you, who sowed fear

how is it now

are you remembering now

All the sequences when you torture her

and later when you were sick of her

and you didn't want her in the house

picture of her alone in the street

as broken sky was crying

You , you scum don't know

what happened after

I'm not son of the whore

I am son of hundreds of scums

same as you are

They were her only hope

to support herself

and then her son too

for petty money

woman warmth together

with glass of cheap wine

In the end AIDS was her end

but there is greater pain

to be born with AIDS

Come on picture that

I was born with AIDS

But I'll die with smile

this is your end

you end with my vengeance

dull click, hush

then one howl in the dark

Gun was empty

and youngster

in the dark is smiling:

"Now you are only shadow wretch,

nothing before the fear"

"I will not be your executioner

but your life will be,

you will call it punishment"

And then in the light

came needle from syringe

Youngster, pulled it out

from his pocket,

and put it in his vein

and without hurry he extracted juice of hate

drops of holy rage

that always flew in him

He smiled ghastly

lighting stroke outside

he stabbed needle in man's neck

and infused his blood

and was checkmate

Youngster walked into the dark

and only sighs of uncle remained

and the night is deaf

and everything from outside is silent

Ref.

• Artist:Marčelo
• Album:Treća strana medalje