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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=462101" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Let's Go Home Honey / Hajdemo Kuci Duso</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">She was sitting at a corner<br>A certain corner of a street made of cardboard<br>With a cardboard in a cardboard<br>A dinar fake of gold shining<br>Her fingers stretching accordion<br>Like sticky dough that won't go off the hands<br>She was playing playing so awfully<br>Her voice cold broken broken fingers blue<br>Stretching spiders down the scale D-minor<br>Of a morning full being sung for a dinar<br>For a dinar a happiness for two dinars the two<br>She was screaming barefoot each black under her nails<br>Each black on her tiny teeth<br>Each black in her hair<br>Each black in her eyes<br>She was playing<br>She was playing for the people<br>Mottled coats passing by in their buttonedness<br>That address each other with you<br>With what's new and how are you<br>With what are you doing with nothing<br>With each conquered form of com munication<br>She was playing playing endlessly<br>Poor sounds off the broken voice<br>Pinned wire vocal cords she did not know<br>She did not recognise the coat<br>A certain unbuttoned coat two pockets<br>Two sleeves and a collar <br>She did not know she did not recognise<br>Across the zebra crossing towards the prison<br>Towards the cage where she was playing<br>She did not recognise<br>A silently approaching Death that will<br>As lightly as a feather of a dove or a sparrow's nest<br>Lift her up from the pavement<br>To hug her silently tenderly singing<br>It's over now you little girl<br>Let's go home, honey</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Ona je sjedala u jednom uglu<br>U jednom uglu ulice od kartona sa kartonom<br>U kartonu dinar od lažnog zlata presijava<br>Njene prste što razvlace harmoniku<br>Ko ljepljivo tijesto što s ruku nece da se smakne<br>Ona je svirala svirala užasno loše<br>I glas joj pukao od hladnoce od prstiju plavih<br>Što razvlace pauke duž ljestvice D-mol<br>Pune jutarnje otpjevanosti za dinar<br>Za dinar za srecu za dva dinara dvije<br>Urlala bosa svako crno ispod nokata<br>Svako crno na majušnim zubima<br>I crno u kosi<br>I crno u oku<br>Ona je svirala<br>Svirala za ljude šarene kapute<br>Što prolaze u zakopcanosti<br>I obracaju se jedni drugima sa ti sa vi<br>Sa šta ima novo i kako si<br>Sa šta radiš sa ništa<br>Sa svakim savladanim oblikom sa obracanja<br>Ona je svirala svirala do u beskraj<br>Loše zvuke s prslog glasa<br>Bodljikavih glasnih žica ona nije znala<br>Ona nije prepoznala jedan kaput<br>Jednu raskopcanost dva džepa<br>Dva rukava okovratnih<br>Ona nije znala ona nije prepoznala<br>Preko zebre korak do zatvora<br>Do kaveza u kom je svirala<br>Nije prepoznala<br>Tiho prošav Smrt da je<br>Lagano ko pero golubice ili gnijezdo vrapca<br>Sa plocnika podigne u narucje uzme<br>Zagrli tiho nježno da pjevuši<br>Sada je gotovo ti malena<br>Hajdemo kuci dušo</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Miroslava+Odalovic">Miroslava Odalovic</a><div class=q>
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A dinar fake of gold shining
Her fingers stretching accordion
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