A concert
In a while
And with these fingers that have never pulled a trigger
I will play a tune
On a sunflower
On your shirt buttons if I can
A tune
Longer than the river Rhine
More powerful than the whistling of the wind that travels with its diplomatic passport
To the sound of rumbling tanks
I will play that rebel tune
To the audience who doesn’t take the performance seriously
To the sun that investigates the identity of the new prophets
To dogs who think about sex
To that invincible force
I will play a tune
With or without these crooked fingers
On matchboxes
On walls
Where ‘The people want’ is written
On barbed wire sharper than it ought to be
On shoes that run marathons on bad days
I’ll play the tune
That’s spreading through these fingers now
Like a boat that has overcome its obsession with sinking
Koncert
Prijevod s arapskog na engleski: Catherine Cobham
Prijevod s engleskog na hrvatski: Sonja Smolec