Refik Martinović.. Refik Martinović

 

  I am looking for you
 
 It's coming down tonight
 tired and crying
 romaine and light rain
 they get drops on the window panes
 my cold rooms
 which is soulless
 with the smell of boredom.

 On a messy table
 wisdom fights
 to conquer my frightened mind
 … I have to run
 and I invent a thousand reasons
 it is not cowardice
 to defeat oneself in impotence
 and seek serenity in solitude.

 I go out at night
 accompanied by his shadow
 the frightened streets empty
 and full of some strange sets
 they doze deafly
 among the shadows of the tree line
 just a few unfortunates
 bowed heads
 hidden beneath gloomy thoughts
 that's where it goes
 towards some unknown end
 of their sour hopes.

 I follow my step
 like a soldier dreaming of his home
 while a cold evening
 sad sonatas of restless drops
 caresses the shadows that kiss
 over the wet shoulders of the street
 which hides love defeats
 and keeps forgiveness
 of immature love.

 I am looking for you…
 tonight you have the most in me
 you flow like rivers under bridges
 who dream of you
 and your swollen body
 because tonight
 I don't want to remember
 nor do I love waiting.

 It's late …
 I'm falling more and more
 below the cracks
 our lost loves
 and I just become a guest
 in your memories
 even though I want you more and more
 tonight as it rains.

 I know…
 I don't have you tonight
 I'm going back down the same street
 empty room
 and a table of quarreling minds
 and as if I heard a voice
 somewhere out of the darkness
 don't look for me anymore
 in the evenings when it rains.