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Saša Milivojev - POET THE UNDYING

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Sasha Milivoyev ... Saša Milivojev Saša Milivojev POET THE UNDYING Countless times you may have killed us We shall always rise again Down the beams of light descend Forever to you we shall return For you we shall recite our prayers And sing of virtue and of love Your world is stern Damned, you step upon the poet like a flower in bloom The honeybee that honey makes Still he soars And there to ice he succumbs When rocks on earth turn into crumbs And sparks emblaze Shooting stars fall so bright into the new bodies of confinement, Giving the poets the kiss of life with their light Angels heralds Lonely nomads Hungry vagabonds That you hunt and hate Although they teach you to love and to ache To find yourself To hope, dream and forgive No more to lie, Betray, steal nor kill Thousands of years are passing by Countless times beheading us to die With our divine blood You let your pigs imbibe Yet again we have returned To surprise you will succumb Just to wink Songs to sing and help you Better

Saša Milivojev - NEW OATH

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Sasha Milivoyev / Saša Milivojev Saša Milivojev NEW OATH (I swear) by the Sun and the light And the Moon in its wake And the Day that brought it in sight And concealed when it was by the Night I shall give you to nobody Devoted I shall be to thee I shall love you eternally To leave you, never will I Swear by the constelations and the Sky And God it was asembled by And Earth for even He made it to be And the Spirit that created He I shall give you everything For you I shall live Verses I’ll write for thee Of love crazy And I swear by the stars That are hiding, wandering And from sight escaping And the Night when your whipe your tears away And the morn when you respire Kisses of mine shall Wake you tenderly Forever, even when we cease to be. Saša Milivojev Translated by Ljubica Yentl Tinska www.sasamilivojev.com SAŠA MILIVOJEV 萨沙•米利沃耶夫 ,  Saşa Milivoyev ,  サーシャ・ミリヴォエフ ,  Sasha Milivoyev ,  साशा मिलीवोएव ,  Саша Миливойев ,  ساشا میلیوویف ,  Saša Milivojev ,  Σάσα Μιλιβόγιεφ ,  Sasa Miliv

Saša Milivojev - THE BRIDGE OF SIGHS

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Sasha Milivoyev Saša Milivojev THE BRIDGE OF SIGHS   Beams of light are entering shyly into the darkness through dungeon bars Carried from the bridge are resounding Screams and chains and wailing cries Confined prisoners the defiant The suffering paying their price The walls are echoing With whispers of the final prayer Falling down the tears of blood Frightened by the ferrous tide And the Infinity’s deadly voicelessness Perished the wholesome the innocent the hungry Against the injustice to rebel To their children bid farewell For the freedom of their children when they drew that final breath Drawing close the final moments, my life May you never forget That moment of horrid death The innocent could not object The prison drowned in tempestuous sea Immersed the dungeons in sharp water entirely To pieces scattered victims hearts Bodies and souls torn apart With a screaming cry Heavens let out a painful sigh   Saša Milivojev in Venice 9.11.2012 .     Translated by  Ljubica Yentl Tinska w

Saša Milivojev - OF DEEP STATE AND WORSHIPERS OF SATAN - LORDS OF THE WORLD

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Sasha Milivoyev Saša Milivojev OF DEEP STATE  AND WORSHIPERS OF SATAN LORDS OF THE WORLD   The Ancient of the Days, can you see what he is wearing,  Cardinal shoes made of children’s skin wrung out from the veins Last drop of blood that remains overflowing tankers   Come through the secret bunkers Descend to the underground To the cities of gold The gardens in diamonds adorned Hotels palatial Death camps infernal Where thousands of children abducted Cry in the clutches of the devil   They will invite you to dine Pour adrenalin into your wine Baby roast on the menu Bones burning in the fireplace just for you   They will forever be returning Rejuvenated with blood, rejoicing  to walk among men in shoes of cardinal skin Stepping over dead bees just the same Compassion they’ll say is their name Whilst from those cities underground From their laboratories Millions of bacteria and viruses Are killing your world mercilessly   The poles and icebergs they are melting away Torrents will bring yo

Saša Milivojev - AS IF YOU WERE HERE

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Sasha Milivoyev Saša Milivojev AS IF YOU WERE HERE I am looking back Hoping you would follow Waiting for you to come back to me To tell me that you love me In the darkness astray Still holding me dear As if you were here Yet you are on your way From the angel’s hand so fine Nettle burned this heart of mine Drunk on love Lost my mind My soul in wastelands has gone astray Searching to you to find its way If I find thee Give myself to me At least to have myself Since I have lost thee You are looking back Hoping I will follow Waiting for me to return to you To tell you I love you In the darkness astray I have let you go I am on my way Saša Milivojev Translated by Ljubica Yentl Tinska www.sasamilivojev.com SAŠA MILIVOJEV 萨沙•米利沃耶夫 ,  Saşa Milivoyev ,  サーシャ・ミリヴォエフ ,  Sasha Milivoyev ,  साशा मिलीवोएव ,  Саша Миливойев ,  ساشا میلیوویف ,  Saša Milivojev ,  Σάσα Μιλιβόγιεφ ,  Sasa Milivojev ,  Sacha Milivoyév ,  Sascia Milivoev ,  Sasza Miliwojew ,  Sacha Milivoev ,  Sasha Milivojev ,  ሳሻ ሚሊቮዬቭ

Saša Milivojev - AMAL (from Yemen)

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Saša Milivojev : Sasha Milivoyev Saša Milivojev AMAL In the rhythm of the Pain of the World  a song dedicated to a girl from Yemen  who died of starvation - Mother I am hungry, I am hungry momma. - Sleep now my beloved, close your eyes and see, from Jannah your father shall return to thee. Through remnants and ruins and dunes of blood seas full of dead bodies and starving sharks walked towards the sun in the skies barefoot, faint and hungry girl with teary eyes. I am hungry momma… Hungry mothers tears are trying to hide from the eyes of their children seeing mountains of bones of those who died Body covered In abaya, crucified trembling in the eye of the child Even heavens cried the bloody tears yet from brazen World not a word was heard - Daddy will not come back, Instead to him I shall go. I am not afraid to go on my own, but mother, I am too late, I know, Look at my bones, look at me, my skin they cannot carry. Bomb blasted the Yemen train ravaged the desert to deserted plain dug ou