GIRLS AT THE GATES
It was a sunny day like in a fairy tale
on the street
parades of brass bands were passing by
they played the Blue Danube
girls were standing at the gates
watching the young musicians
and each girl held someone dear in their thoughts
the wind blew gently fluttering their evening gowns
players were looking somewhere in front of them
as if they were carefully choosing every note
my sweetheart was sitting on the balcony full of flowers
she had a beautiful colourful bird on her shoulder
two beautiful doves were kissing on the balcony
Siamese cats watched them curiously
while musicians in uniforms
headed in another direction to some cross street
music was slowly fading away
girls were glancing at musicians
they were invisible traces that remained in girls' hearts
then all gates closed at the same time
and behind them remained all the girls in fluttering gowns
only my sweetheart ran into my arms
Ibrahim Honjo
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