za godine tvoje [English translation]

Tell me

Do you ever think about us

Silence rules the pastures

That keep all your secrets.

Our memories

Have a right to consume us

And every morning they wake me from my dreams,

And I cry on the inside, I am dying slowly.

Maybe I would cry

But sometimes, always by itself

Another one of million warm teardrops for you

Falls into the sea.

Why would I cry?

You see , sometimes dreams gain wings.

Here, I am giving all that I have

For years spent with you

And what you used to mean to me.

I hope

While the days crawl by us

That I will spot you somewhere

I've been waiting to see your footprints for a century.

Seduced by the scent of dream

That is stealing my soul

But I know that I have no right

I have no right to have you.

Maybe I would cry...

• Artist:Van Gogh