yugoslavia

my parents were born in the old yugoslavia. how i loved to be a descendant of yugoslavians and how it hurts not to be able to say this and, every time i say this name, to hear the inevitable question: but from which region, as if it made any difference to the listener. yugoslavia, yugoslavia, where are you? neither in servia, nor in coratia, in slovenia, or in macedonia. yugoslavia of dalmatia, dubrovnik, herzegovina, voivodina and the adriatic sea. yugoslavia where my father saw a woman slice a bread and a chicken inside a train. don't fight anymore, yugoslavians, let me say i'm yugoslavian.