Lutka / Doll.......... str. / page 35

Najlepšu si mi lutku poklonio, ja sam se samo osmehnula

Igrali smo se, bili smo deca, tako nevina i naivna

Držala sam lutku, kosu joj nameštala, tako sam je volela

Bio si srećan dok si gledao kako uživam u poklonu

Zovu nas roditelji kućama, pada mrak, igri je došao kraj

Lutku sam stavila na krevet i veselo otišla na večeru

Vratila sam se u sobu, uzela lutku i sela naslanjajući se na vrata

Našminkala joj oči crnom bojom, nacrtala suzu ispod oka

Odsekla sam joj kosu, skratila haljinu i bacila je u ćošak

Kome još trebaju glupavi pokloni, glupa lutka!

Nije bio lep dan, duvao je vetar, bila sam raspoložena

Nije mi trebao razlog, sreća je u malim stvarima

Želela sam da čitam knjigu, da uživam na suncu kog nije bilo

Tada si se ti pojavio, šetali smo i  pričali o svemu

Bio si mi jako drag, volela sam s tobom provoditi dane

Volela sam da te gledam i shvatila da te volim

Nisam se htela prepustiti, borila sam se protiv sebe

Znala sam da ću pogrešiti i da mi trebaju makaze

Da moram saseći svoja osećanja, ali nisam mogla

Poljubila sam te i tiho izustila: volim te!

Prazna i mračna soba, kroz roletne prolazi zrak sunca

Ispred  vrata se nalaze makaze, karmin i maskara

U sitnim komadima ogledalo rasuto svuda po podu

Gusta kosa pokriva tepih oko stola sa pokidanim slikama

Sedim potpuno naga, ništa mi nije ostalo da me drži

Kosa raščupana, neuredna, ružno  u očaju ošišana

Crvenim karminom je iscrtan osmeh da sakrije tugu

Suze bez prestanka teku, na obrazima ostavljaju trag

Iskorištena i odbačena, bez ljubavi, potpuno sama

Nepotrebna,ostavljena i zaboravljena u ćošku.

You gave me the most beautiful doll, I have just smiled.

 We played, we were children, so innocent and naive.

 I held the doll, set her hair, I loved her so much.

 You were happy as you watched me enjoy the gift.

 Our parents are calling us home, it's getting dark, the game is over.

 I put the doll on the bed and cheerfully went to dinner.

 I went back to the room, took the doll and sat leaning against the door.

 I painted her eyes black, and drew a tear under her eye.

 I cut her hair, shortened her dress and threw her into a corner.

 Who needs stupid gifts! Stupid doll!

 It was not a beautiful day, the wind was blowing, I was in the mood.

 I didn’t need a reason, happiness is in the little things.

 I wanted to read a book, to enjoy the sun that was not there.

 Then you showed up, we walked and talked about everything.

 You were very dear to me, I loved spending days with you.

 I loved watching you and realized that I love you. 

 I didn't want to give up, I fought against myself.

 I knew I would make a mistake and that I needed scissors,

 And that I needed to cut out my feelings, but I couldn't.

 I kissed you and said softly: I love you!

 An empty and dark room, a ray of sunshine passes through the blinds.

 In front of the door are scissors, lipstick and mascara.

 In tiny pieces, a mirror scattered all over the floor.

 Thick hair covers the carpet around the table with torn pictures.

 I sit completely naked, I have nothing left to hold me.

 Hair disheveled, messy, ugly cut in despair.

 A smile was drawn with red lipstick to hide the sadness.

 Tears flow incessantly, leaving a mark on cheeks.

 Used and rejected, without love, completely alone.

 Unnecessary, left and forgotten in the corner.