Great Britain
Via Sacra
You ask me: why do I always talk
in the past tense. I don’t know what to say,
being buried in the story about
your town, like a word
in a poem about the homeland.
Truly, I am talking about the moment
when we noticed together
that, before us, lion killings
took a long time to be prepared.
After that, we were left with
the usual disputes about the origin.
For, one is conversation, one is the way;
you knew that well, Horatius Flaccus,
and the land was saturated with blood.
Translated by Aleksandra Nikčević Batrićević
FRANCE
Via Sacra
You ask me: why do I always talk
in the past tense. I don’t know what to say,
being buried in the story about
your town, like a word
in a poem about the homeland.
Truly, I am talking about the moment
when we noticed together
that, before us, lion killings
took a long time to be prepared.
After that, we were left with
the usual disputes about the origin.
For, one is conversation, one is the way;
you knew that well, Horatius Flaccus,
and the land was saturated with blood.
Translated by Aleksandra Nikčević Batrićević
Germany
Via Sacra
You ask me: why do I always talk
in the past tense. I don’t know what to say,
being buried in the story about
your town, like a word
in a poem about the homeland.
Truly, I am talking about the moment
when we noticed together
that, before us, lion killings
took a long time to be prepared.
After that, we were left with
the usual disputes about the origin.
For, one is conversation, one is the way;
you knew that well, Horatius Flaccus,
and the land was saturated with blood.
Translated by Aleksandra Nikčević Batrićević
Italia
Via Sacra
You ask me: why do I always talk
in the past tense. I don’t know what to say,
being buried in the story about
your town, like a word
in a poem about the homeland.
Truly, I am talking about the moment
when we noticed together
that, before us, lion killings
took a long time to be prepared.
After that, we were left with
the usual disputes about the origin.
For, one is conversation, one is the way;
you knew that well, Horatius Flaccus,
and the land was saturated with blood.
Translated by Aleksandra Nikčević Batrićević
Albania
Via Sacra
You ask me: why do I always talk
in the past tense. I don’t know what to say,
being buried in the story about
your town, like a word
in a poem about the homeland.
Truly, I am talking about the moment
when we noticed together
that, before us, lion killings
took a long time to be prepared.
After that, we were left with
the usual disputes about the origin.
For, one is conversation, one is the way;
you knew that well, Horatius Flaccus,
and the land was saturated with blood.
Translated by Aleksandra Nikčević Batrićević
Poland
Via Sacra
You ask me: why do I always talk
in the past tense. I don’t know what to say,
being buried in the story about
your town, like a word
in a poem about the homeland.
Truly, I am talking about the moment
when we noticed together
that, before us, lion killings
took a long time to be prepared.
After that, we were left with
the usual disputes about the origin.
For, one is conversation, one is the way;
you knew that well, Horatius Flaccus,
and the land was saturated with blood.
Translated by Aleksandra Nikčević Batrićević
Russia
Via Sacra
You ask me: why do I always talk
in the past tense. I don’t know what to say,
being buried in the story about
your town, like a word
in a poem about the homeland.
Truly, I am talking about the moment
when we noticed together
that, before us, lion killings
took a long time to be prepared.
After that, we were left with
the usual disputes about the origin.
For, one is conversation, one is the way;
you knew that well, Horatius Flaccus,
and the land was saturated with blood.
Translated by Aleksandra Nikčević Batrićević
Slovakia
Via Sacra
You ask me: why do I always talk
in the past tense. I don’t know what to say,
being buried in the story about
your town, like a word
in a poem about the homeland.
Truly, I am talking about the moment
when we noticed together
that, before us, lion killings
took a long time to be prepared.
After that, we were left with
the usual disputes about the origin.
For, one is conversation, one is the way;
you knew that well, Horatius Flaccus,
and the land was saturated with blood.
Translated by Aleksandra Nikčević Batrićević
Sweden
Via Sacra
You ask me: why do I always talk
in the past tense. I don’t know what to say,
being buried in the story about
your town, like a word
in a poem about the homeland.
Truly, I am talking about the moment
when we noticed together
that, before us, lion killings
took a long time to be prepared.
After that, we were left with
the usual disputes about the origin.
For, one is conversation, one is the way;
you knew that well, Horatius Flaccus,
and the land was saturated with blood.
Translated by Aleksandra Nikčević Batrićević
Slovenija
Via Sacra
You ask me: why do I always talk
in the past tense. I don’t know what to say,
being buried in the story about
your town, like a word
in a poem about the homeland.
Truly, I am talking about the moment
when we noticed together
that, before us, lion killings
took a long time to be prepared.
After that, we were left with
the usual disputes about the origin.
For, one is conversation, one is the way;
you knew that well, Horatius Flaccus,
and the land was saturated with blood.
Translated by Aleksandra Nikčević Batrićević
North Macedonia
Via Sacra
You ask me: why do I always talk
in the past tense. I don’t know what to say,
being buried in the story about
your town, like a word
in a poem about the homeland.
Truly, I am talking about the moment
when we noticed together
that, before us, lion killings
took a long time to be prepared.
After that, we were left with
the usual disputes about the origin.
For, one is conversation, one is the way;
you knew that well, Horatius Flaccus,
and the land was saturated with blood.
Translated by Aleksandra Nikčević Batrićević