Filozofska sekcija "Tačka"

Milan Vidović

Rain

The dark shines in this tired night
Your body melts with the moons pale light
Your waves shatter on a solid rock
The singing tower has made its final knock
Every flower on this field could be you
Those eyes follow me everywhere I go
Not many happy moments but a few
One day is torture that is most slow
No longer do I sleep I've lost your sacred trust
Dare I sit and weep If I lay in ash and dust
Shall I starve when you cannot be fed
Do you accept this last water and bread
Hear the storm raging outside and in
There is the heartbeat and cry of our next of kin
A prayer to the bolts above
Hit me in the head,for I have no fear
Send my deepest thoughts to my love
Let me see her before me as if she were here
Relieve me of pain
Call out my name
Let down you hair
Show me that you still care
Give me a reason to live
Make me whole once more
Wake me up before I lose my core
And grant me love only you can give
Perhaps then I will write
When the wind blows right
When the sun shines in the night. 

 

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