zemlja čuda.

juče u nekom usputnoj šetnji gradom
prođem pored platoa
a tamo kapija od bilja
kao u alisi
i čuje se neka gitara
pomešana sa vetrom.
prepoznajem
wish you were here
pink floyd.

jedino što posle može da se uradi
je odlazak na kej
i šetnja
do 3 ujutru.


" How I wish, how I wish you were here.
We're just two lost souls
Swimming in a fish bowl,
Year after year,
Running over the same old ground.
What have we found
The same old fears.
Wish you were here. "