I'm a traveler who travels
with a blind track of memories.
I carry a full suitcase in my heart
of the most beautiful, unfulfilled wishes.
I loved and suffered in the silence of the soul
who only sincere love wanted.
I was a dreamer whose dreams
were dying of a raised forehead.
Because of you I was drunk on dreams,
But I didn't drink black wine from your shoes.
In you I sought in vain what I dreamed,
I never wanted love without love.
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Ja sam putnik koji putuje
slijepim kolosjekom uspomena.
U srcu nosim pun kofer
najljepših, neostvarenih želja.
Volio sam i patio u tišini duše
koja je samo iskrenu ljubav htjela.
Bio sam sanjar čiji su snovi
umirali uzdignutog čela.
Zbog tebe sam pijan od snova bio,
ali iz tvoje cipele nisam crno vino pio.
U tebi tražih ono što sam uzalud usnio,
Ja nikad, ljubav bez ljubavi, nisam htio.
27.12.2015.
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