Don’t stand on the bridge
For – you know-
It would ruin the whole thing
About crossing to whatever side
Take me to the Zoo
And show me all the encaged animals
With sad eyes and neatly combed fur
And I will understand
Take me to a dim lit café
Where we can cry together
And we’ll get a free drink from the owner
For goodbyes are always on the house
Take me to your place
Where I can touch the chairs and tables
Look at your cd-s once again
Remember your favourite songs to sing
If you want to say goodbye
You don’t even have to take me anywhere
You can just leave without a word
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem