I’ll wait for you; outside the window, in rain and in snow.
You looked at me
You searched for me everywhere.
I used to run, keeping you always in view.
Now, you’re not there.
For some reason, you’re not there.
I just want you to gaze at me.
Outside the window, in rain and in snow,
it was time to sleep, but I couldn’t sleep.
Always the same yard, always the same laugh,
and I miss you a little bit.
I’m going out,
beyond my familiar haunts.
With Natasha at the cinema, I don’t hurry; I’m not with you.
But the windows of your quiet home
send your greetings
like the old guys still clicking their dominoes.
I go over and over
in the darkened courtyard.
You said you’d come, even though it’s night.
This evening to me
Is nothing but a grain of sand.
I’ll wait for you, only you, even if it’s forever.