I blended into witless mob
and levelled with them,
being destitute of good deeds
and rich in desire,
filled with shame,
deprived of God’s freedom,
condemned by God,
mourned by angels,
laughed at by furies,
shaped by my own consciousness,
disgraced by the evil deeds of mine.
Even before death I am dead,
even before Judgment Day I judge myself,
before endless torment
I torment myself with despair.
Rastko Nemanjić (Sveti Sava) (c. 1175 – 1235) Greece (born in Montenegro)
Translated by Gavrilo Došen
Source: Serbo-Croatian Poetry Translation
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