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The snake will disappear.. Refik Martinović

 




 Tonight, my dear
 I cant come
 through the city at a gallop
 wild horses are chasing
 and sadness screams
 through the deaf streets
 while I'm captured
 waiting in the cage
  hoarse birds
 who no longer sing
  oh ... how it hurts
 life in dreams
 separated into two heavens.

 Today my dear
 in my city
 from high minarets
 cried the azans
 they came to us dear
 moments of remorse
 and hard
  the hardness days
 when a wounded soul dies
 in sobs of silence
 and seeks forgiveness between the walls
 which are mute silent
  tired nights
 don't come to me.

 For whom ... love
 lily of the valley smells
 in my garden
 for whom
 captured birds sing
 when you're gone
 at your gate
 the snakes will go
 ..... it will disappear
 without a trace.

 Dawn of dawn
 illuminate loneliness
 wake up spring
 which began to bloom
 I can't anymore
 bear grief
 empty squares
 and this long nights.

 

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