Wednesday, December 1, 2010

The wind

Whistling wind came
from the north
singing old songs
waking me up this morning
with remembrance
of another country
 a long time ago
of another love
a long time ago


I learned back then
how a heart
can be broken
in an instant
how cruel
the day can be
taking away love
taking away everything
you have

The winds
were whistling
from the north
crying, wild, full of rage
whipping my lost soul
standing by his grave
with dried tears
on my cold, numb cheeks
grasping in my hand
the last red carnation
to be thrown
on his coffin

The winds
from the north
followed me for days
many hopeless days
in my gray mourning
in my pitiful sorrow
it seemed
they'll never go away

The winds
departed one spring
my soul mended
my heart warmed
by cheerful singing
of young birds
my youth
regained the strength
to smile again

Twenty three years
 passed away
twenty three winters
with
winds from the north
visiting
and reminding me
...

life is short
keep on loving
each and every day


© Mirjana Cesar
12/2010

In memory of my first husband Zeljko, who died in 1987  from cancer




Vjetar




Jutros me probudio
zvizduk vjetra sa sjevera
prisjecajuci me
svojom starom melodijom
na neku drugu zemlju
na jednu ljubav
jednom davno

Ja naucih tada
kako srce
moze biti slomljeno
u kobnom trenutku
kako u jednom okrutnom danu
moze biti oduzeta ljubav
i sve sto je vazno

Vjetar sa sjevera
je vristao, plakao
divlji, pun bijesa
bicujuci moju
izgubljenu dusu
sa suzama osusenim
na hladnim, otupjelim obrazima
dok stojeci pored njegova groba
stezah u ruci
posljednji crveni karanfil
kojeg polozih na
njegov lijes

Vjetrovi sa sjevera
pratili su me danima
bezbrojnim danima bez nade
u mojoj sivoj zalosti
u mojoj bolnoj tuzi
izgledajuci tada
kao da me nikad
nece napustiti

Vjetrovi su
otisli jednog proljeca
moja dusa bijese ozdravljena
radosnom pjesmom
mladih ptica
moje srce ugrijano
moja mladost
povracena uz osmjeh

Dvadeset i tri godine
su protekle od tad
dvadeset i tri zime
sa zvizdukom vjetrova sa sjevera
podsjecajuci me

...

zivot je kratak
treba voljeti
svaki novi dan



© Mirjana Cesar
12/2010

Posveceno mom prvom muzu Zeljku Racanu
(1961-1987)



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