• Đorđe Balašević

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D-Minor

You wander away sometimes, and I dream alone
I admit, it’s not working, but I’m trying
and it always comes, D-minor
 
It comes down the strings like a thief,
it fills my hands with your trifles
and all of that is hard to deal with
 
D-minor triumphs over me
as soon as you leave, it fills the room
stupid D-minor, it always finds out when that is
 
He grabs me firmly and doesn’t let go
it is crazy about silence, never misses that chance
It takes me to its blueish home.
 
D-minor wrecks me
some would simply call that sorrow
That is not it. What is sorrow for D-minor?
 
Sometimes you’re not around and all alone
I search for a way to fool the day
but D-minor is cunning
 
It lets all lights go dim
it waits for the last twinkling stars
it pulls my sleeve, lets go
 
It scares me, where are you?
a thousand things could have happened
stupid D-minor, who do I mourn for all night?
 
He takes me into his dark carriage
the sky turns into color of your eyes
I know the road, it is the shortcut to pain
 
D-minor wrecks me
some would simply call that sorrow
That is not it. What is sorrow for a D-minor?
 
There remained a book with a couple of unread pages
and some small things made of Herendi porcelain
and a pullover that you’ve worn
 
There remained a record "The Best of Ry Cooder"
and a classy little powder box
and I remained yearning for you, for as long as I live
my dear…
 
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D-Moll

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