Translated from Croatian by: Damir Šodan
If I don’t live to see St. Peter’s Day
Go and marry again
And may the wedding be galičko
So I can hear you ljepoto
At the graveyard when they launch into teškoto.
All those dead lads
And me: possibly dead – possibly drunk
Laying there under the false name of
And as you gather the dead wedding guests
I shall rise from somebody else’s grave
But only if you tell me – you know what
If you tell me – like Nina Spirova
If you tell me
Çok seni severam.