Hotel room 201.
I'm waking up.
I want to tell her Good Morning.
I pick up the phone:
"Habitación 202, por favor.*"
"Momento, por favor. **"
Answers a voice.
Raises handset: "YES."
I am silent and I break the connection.
My phone rings.
I'm reporting: "YES."
She silences and interrupts the connection.
The game of forbidden
lovers continues.
We just wanted to
to hear our voices.
For breakfast we will
exchange secret glances
And tomorrow morning we will
wake up our voices again.
Too bad we were
in the wrong time
and in the wrong place.
* Room 202, please.
** A moment, please.
05/05/2014
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Majorka 1982
Hotelska soba 201.
Budim se.
Hoću da joj kažem Dobro Jutro.
Podižem slušalicu:
"Habitación 202, por favor.*"
"Momento, por favor.**" Odgovara glas.
Ona se javlja: "DA."
Ja ćutim i prekidam vezu.
Moj telefon zvoni.
Javljam se: "DA."
Ona ćuti i prekida vezu.
Igra zabranjenih
ljubavnika se nastavlja.
Samo smo htjeli
da čujemo naše glasove.
Za vrijeme doručka ćemo
razmjenjivati tajne poglede.
A sutra ujutro će nas
opet probuditi naši glasovi.
Šteta što smo bili
u pogrešno vijeme
i na pogrešnom mjestu.
* Sobu 201, molim.
** Trenutak, molim.
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