Ne Daj Se Ines

Don't give up Ines, don't give up my Ines for years.
With different movements and habits,
Because your room is still warm, with a pleasant layout
And rare objects...
You had more taste than me
Your room... Splendor
Your landlady is in the hospital
You always stood out
By the color of the paper of your letters, by the gifts,
You followed me the next morning around 9 to the station
And the green bus collapses driven by the autumn wind
Like a leaf down a Belgrade slope.
I'm in my evening suit, surrounded by looks
Don't give up my youth, don't give up Ines.
Our acquaintance was long prepared
And then accidentally with hot rakija and with just a few poorly covered sentences
Your way of a lady and the cheeks of a peasant girl
My boor and my noblewoman...
And your breasts, the bed and my room hanging in the air like an orange, like an orange lamp over the green and blue waters of Zagreb
Of the Proletarian Brigades thirty-nine
At Krkovic.
The wet street from the windows on
And the murmur of early evening trams...
Beautiful moments of nostalgia, love and poverty,
Using the shared bathroom
And please if someone is looking for me...
Don't give up Ines
Here I am getting up just to turn the record
Is it impolite at this hour, Mozart, Requiem, Agnus Dei,
Still my favorite beginning...
I still have a million tender and naughty moments of our youth,
Which with our own eyes
Deceive, steal and leave us,
Don't give up Ines.
Tear up the invitation,
Cancel dinner, deceive your husband by going to fix your hair in a better hotel...
Touch me under the table with your knee,
My generation, my lover.
I know there will still be youth, but not like this anymore on average in nineteen thirty-eight, I won't have anyone to stay young with, if you all grow old, and this youth will be hard for me, but it will still be that you are right because I am alone on this shore that you left and handed over reluctantly and the rain starts again, as it already
Rains in October, on the islands the sea of lead
And the sky of pines, distant voices mixing the voice of mother, friend, daughter, lover, stork, brother...
Quickly picked up laundry before the rain
And disappeared in bright whiteness, a little more walk by the sea and it's over
Don't give up Ines...