Repentance.. Refik Martinović

 

 Tired country
 hugs a cold evening
 it's gone darling
 soft caresses
 they are somewhere in the choir
 the birds flew away
 and you are less and less
 in front of my gate
 gloomy rains fall for days
 you don't walk down my street anymore.

 Some weird set
 wandering my city
 they pass through the square
 loners of sorrow
 sharpen his courage
 trampling on other people's shadows
 and the happy embrace
 in the cold night
 while pouring autumn rains for days
 in the wet market
 you are gone.

 You told me with a curse
 to never again
 you will not love
 that it is transient
 every pleasure of sin
 and that our paths
 dreams trampled.

 Come one more time
 on my warm breasts
 I'll wait for you until early spring
 come with the birds awake
 to make nests
 in leafy willows
 under the old house
 in endless silences
 in the scents of floral May
 when the rains stop
 I will love you dear
 like no one else.