As I pronounce words that are appropriate and light,
In my mind some thoughts flow like a long and insurmountable river.
While I keep quiet, I want to tell you that I'm still yours,
But in my silence, I find peace and escape; my wishes remain unspeakable.
As you say the words that are suitable to say,
Do you have a river of thoughts running in your head, at least a slim one?
While you are silent, do you wish you could say you're at least a little bit mine?
Do you find rescue in your silence; are your wishes unspeakable too?
As we talk and much later on, I imagine I'm saying I still want you,
But the sound of my voice could become the wind that might blow you away.
As we fall silent and much afterward, I dream that you speak about my dreams,
But I’m aware; oh Dear, what kind of love would it have to be for you to speak?
I know that loving me, at least a little, the way I wish,
It represents an ocean that would be a challenge to sail.
I know that loving you, infinitely, the way I choose, feel, and decide,
It leaves happiness in my soul and a thought: What kind of love would that have to be?
Kristina
Sunday, July 11th, 2021
Kakva bi to ljubav morala biti?
Dok izgovaram riječi koje su prikladne i lake,
Neke misli teku kao duga i nepremostiva rijeka.
Dok šutim, poželim ti reći da sam jos uvijek puno tvoja,
Ali u šutnji nalazim smiraj i spas; moje su želje neizrecive.
Dok izgovaraš riječi koje je prikladno reći,
Ima li rijeka misli i u tvojoj glavi, barem neka mala?
Dok šutis, poželis li reći da si i ti malo moj,
Nalaziš li u svojoj šutnji spas; jesu li i tvoje želje neizrecive?
Dok pričamo i puno poslije, zamišljam da kažem da te jošželim,
Aii sa zvukom mog glasa vjetrovi bi te možda otpuhnuli.
Dok šutimo i puno kasnije, sanjam da izgovaraš moje neodsanjane snove,
Ali svjesna, zaboga kakva bi to ljubav morala biti da ti progovoriš?
Znam da voljeti mene, barem malo, onako kako priželjkujem,
Predstavlja ocean koji bi bilo tesko oploviti.
Znam da voljeti tebe, beskrajno, onako kako biram, osjećam i odlučujem
Ostavlja sreću u duši uz misao: Kakva bi to ljubav morala biti?
Kristina
Nedelja, 11. srpnja 2021.
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