Darko Rundek

ja nisam tu
okreni se
tu nema nikoga
u ovoj sobi je samo tihi zrak
i nijema ikona

tu bila je
tek blijeda sjen
iz fantazama
i pobjegla strmim stazama
crven trag je njen

a vjetar nosi
onaj svilen šal
u kome je sliven tvoga smjeha slap
i moje tuge val
pa zapinje u krošnji
novih pitanja
odgovor će doći
možda ove noći prije svitanja
između zbilje i sna
gdje te čekam
ja
 

I am not here
turn around
there is nobody here 
in this room is only silent air
and speechless icone

here, there was
only pale shadow
from fantasmes
and is escaped by steep paths
her trace is red

and wind is carying
that scarf of silk
in which is merged waterfall of your laugh
and a wave of my sorrow
than it stumbles in the branches
of the new questions
the answer will come
maybe tonight before dawn
between the reality and the dream
where I am waiting
for you