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The breeze at dawn has secrets to tell you Don’t go back to sleep You must ask for what you really want Don’t go back to sleep People are crossing back and forth across the doorsill where the two worlds touch The door is round and open Don’t go back to sleep. Rumi
You must ask for what you really want
Would you like a rose?
You're very sweet. Why you are doing this job?
Wait!
Take it, I don't need the rose.
Would you like a rose?
Thank you
You celebrate catholic New Year, not Orthodox.
I'll *** your mother!!!
Baby, bring us more drinks. C'mon, faster!
Bring us one more Rakia
Are you sure you want to drink more?
Absolutly sure. Bring it immediately and be quick
Good, babe, good!
Clean here a little bit
Good. Cheers. Neck it!
One more? Ok, good
One more...c'mon faster, faster.
She is so slow
C'mon. Give me a little smile. Oh, that's good
Are you OK?
A little bit here
Remember your place here
I'm sorry. It won't happen again.
Here, take some water!
Where are your parents?
None of your business!
Demire, what are you doing?
Nothing..and you?
I'm just hanging with the tech crew
Aha! Are you working?
No. I'm not working because the premier has been cancelled
And where is she?
Who?
Sanja?
Sanja? She's probably gone because the performance was cancelled
She's gone?!
Gone home. Yes
Babe, bring us one more, c'mon.
C'mon, a bit faster
And clean here a little
Are you OK?
Try to stand up
***!
Can you...hold on to this and on to me
What's happened to the girl? Is she OK? - I'll take her home
Where do you live...do you know where you live?
We are going to Kapetan Misina
What are you doing, you stupid cow?
I can't believe he's taken a taxi too. This city's full of lunatics.
This guy is following us, he's after us. Who is he to you?
Good afternoon - Good afternoon
I came to pick up my daughter Nadja
I'm sorry but your ex-wife already picked up your daughter..five minutes ago
Wait! Wait! I was on the bus...hypnotised and,...
Ok. Since she took Nadja already, you can come in an hour to this disco in Strahinjica Bana 17
Which disco? Where?
It's near. Strahinjica Bana. It's 10 minutes from here.
I'll be there in an hour
So...uh..in one hour
I was looking for that shop where the shopkeeper would say,
‘There is nothing of value in here’
I found it and did not leave.
The richness of not wanting wrote these poems
Excuse me! Where can I find the cheese?
Hold on a bit longer
O woe, woe - Perfect! This is just what we need right now
People are born and die
*** HELL! - We also shall be dead pretty soon
Therefore... - You will be dead if you don't go away
...let us act as if we were dead already.
The bird sits on the hawthorn tree But he dies also, presently.
Some lads get hung, and some get shot.
This city is full of lunatics. Get out of my face!
Woeful is this human lot.
Hey! See that guy? He'll love your poetry
Woe, woe..etc
Belgrade is a woeful place, Leskovac is much pleasanter
*** Off!
Then let us smile a little space Upon fond nature's morbid grace.
Oh, Woe, woe, woe, etcetera . . . .
That's so *** rude
Do you always leave the door open?
Sometimes
Nice apartment
But it's a little bit...empty
I hope you have a bed
One moment!
To much work ...and so little time
I know!
Madam...
..excuse me please...
I forgot to... give you ..my autograph.
Where are the fireworks, where are the fireworks!?
We don't know
What? What's happened?
What the *** is going on!
Leave her alone
Get lost stupid
What are you doing with my wife...turkey brain
Your wife?!
Of course, she's my wife. you stupid woman Send me back that uniform and find another job
She's your wife. She is your WIFE.
Mister, I really think that you have to go now! Please! There are children here.
Why, what did I do?
But I don't have anything for you!?
It's a gift!
Before you know what kindness really is
you must lose things,
Feel the future dissolve in a moment
like the salt in a weakened broth
What you held in your hand,
what you counted and carefully saved,
All this must go so you know
how desolate the landscape can be
between the regions of kindness.
How you ride and ride
thinking the bus will never stop,
The passengers eating maize and chicken
will stare out the window forever.
Before you learn the tender gravity of kindness,
you must travel where the Indian in the white poncho
lies dead by the side of the road.
You must see how this could be you,
how he too was someone
who journeyed through the night with plans
and the simple breath that kept him alive.
Before you know kindness as the deepest thing inside,
you must know sorrow as the other deepest thing.
You must wake up with sorrow.
You must speak till your voice
catches the thread of all sorrows
and you see the size of the cloth.
Then it is only kindness that makes sense anymore,
only kindness that ties your shoes
and sends you out into the day to mail letters and purchase bread,
only kindness that raises its head from the crowd of the world to say
it is I you have been looking for,
and then goes with you everywhere
like a shadow or a friend.