Faded Memories ~ Izblijedjele Uspomene Poem by Jankovic Zoran

I was, deliberately, passing
down that street in the hope
that she will be at the window.
I couldn't see her,
but I knew she was waiting for
when I would pass.
It was so long ago that
I don't, even, remember
the name of the street.

Today, everything is much easier.
I peek to see what she wrote.
I see letters written long ago
but I know she's still there.
It's all the same just some,
another woman plays to my memories.

You can always hide your gaze.
You can, also, hide feelings,
but you can't take from me
memories of the beautiful as long
until my memories fade away.

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Izbledjele uspomene

Namjerno sam prolazio
tom ulicom u nadi da
će ona na biti na prozoru.
Nisam je mogao vidjeti,
a znao da čeka kad ću proći.
Bilo je to toliko davno
da se ne sjećam ni imena ulice.

Danas je sve mnogo lakše.
Zavirim da vidim šta piše.
Vidim davno napisana slova
a znam da je ona još tu.
Sve je isto samo se neka,
druga žena igra mojim sjećanjima.

Pogled možeš uvijek sakriti.
Možeš sakriti i osjećanja,
ali ne možeš mi oduzeti
sjećanja na lijepo sve dok
mi ne izbijede uspomene.