you are going away
and already you are so far from me
but sky-scrapers in my heart
you are going away
and some hard grandness
injures me in my gullet
you are go away suddenly
quikly
and your leave rattles as enamel pot
while tumbling down the cobble stair
you are going away
and my eyes nimbostratuses
you are going away
and classics are dirty

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odlazis
i vec si ti daleko od mene
ali oblakoderi u mom srcu
odlazis
i neka velicina tvrda
boli mene u mom grlu
odlazis iznenada
naglo
i tvoj odlazak poput emajliranog lonca
dok se kotrlja kamenim stepenicama
zveci
odlazis
a moje oci nimbostratusi
odlazis
i klasici su prljavi

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