Sloboda

Sanja is an independent theatre professional and has been worked in theatres across Croatia and France. Here, she reads Sloboda by Danijel Dragojevic.

Freedom

Anyone who has travelled will know

apples can't taste as good

as on the street and the square of some unknown city

Perhaps because the city asks no questions,

You have not promised it anything,

there you are neither child nor an adult,

without the age and obligations,

you are forgotten and unknown,

removed from your own language and events.

It is August now, it is now the end of August,

I wonder how lovely would be to travel,

May be to Florence, may be to Sienna, it has to be Tuscany,

For that moment of rounded and shiny freedom.