@vaske75 6 October 2022 more from that month

Večeras malo drugačiji stihovi koji su nastali jedne večeri kada sam se vraćao sa posla,tada sam prolazeći jednom malom ulicom napravio jednu noćnu fotografiju,i usput na putu kući,nastala je ova pesma: Sokak Nema me više u sokaku starom. Gde sam te u senci krosnji čekao. Dok me tvoj otac sa prozora. Ispod oka popreko gledao. Nema me vise u ulici staroj. Gde sad tuđih koraka odzvanja bat. I znam da ću na svadbi tvoj. Biti još jedan nezvani svat. Nema me više na staroj adresi. Gde sa čežnjom ti čeka zagrljaj moj. Pitanje jedno ostade samo. Da li sam ikada ja bio tvoj. Tonight, slightly different lyrics that were created one evening when I was returning from work, then I took a night photograph while passing through a small street, and on the way home, this song was created: Sokak I am no longer in the old alley. Where I was waiting for you in the shadow of the krosnja. While your father saw me from the window. Under the eye looked sideways. I am no longer in the old street. Where now someone else's steps are echoing the thump. And I know that I will be at your wedding. Being another uninvited guest. I am no longer at my old address. Where my hug awaits you with longing. Only one question remains. Have I ever been yours?