Vinter över ån - Lars Winnerbäck

«Det var nnting jag skulle frga» sa han strax efter la han p Det var vl inte s viktigt

Men det vxte sig frsiktigt I hennes huvudvrk nd Som en gnagande frga

Hon ker in till stan ibland och irrar runt dare som ett fn Fast han skert redan flyttat dare ifrn

Tiden gare och hsten fryser till

Och blir till vinter ver n Det var nnting hon skulle svarat

Nnting som hon kom p Nare hon lste I en tidning

Nnting om ensamhetsfrtvirning

Inget srskilt men nd Hon skulle skert frklarat nnting

Hon gare hem frbi hans lgenhet har dom mlat och byggt om Han har vl skert tatt' sig loss och vnt sig om Frn stan s vntar hst som fryser till

Och blir till vinter ver dom

Han kunde frgat hur hon knde

Och frklarat vad som hnde

Han kunde sagt nnting om alla sina goda teorier

Dom kunde skert tagit en fika.

Han skulle sett att dom var lika

Hare stare nu hon med huvudvrk och svare I grubblerier

Finns inte plats fare ngra trar nu Nare hans och hennes mark har blivit till en ken

Ingen lek att vara frken

Hennes kram har blivit en spark mot alla stela tysta drar

Och hennes varma mjuka rum are nu blivit en benvit korridor

Dare hon om natten gare svare bits och slare

tiden gare och hsten fryser till

Och det are lngt till nsta vare

Det glmmts ett hjrta kvar I frosten

En man som aldrig aldrig skrev

En man som undrar om hon grter

Och kanske hon frlter om hon fick veta om hans brev

Som ligger kvar p posten

Han ker in till stan ibland och irrar runt dare som ett fn Fast hon skert redan flyttat dare ifrn

Tiden gare och hsten fryser till

Och det blir vinter ver n Han ville frga hur hon knde

Och frklara vad som hnde

Han ville sga ntt om alla sina goda teorier

Han skulle grna ta en fika

Och han vet att dom are lika

Lika komiska nare bda trampar runt I grubblerier

"That was something I should ask," he said shortly after, adding that it was not so important

But it grew cautiously In her headache nd Like a gnawing question

She drives into town sometimes and wanders around like a fn Although he must have already moved there from there

Time passes and autumn freezes

And it will be winter over n It was nnting she would answer

Something she came up with When she read a newspaper

Nothing about loneliness

Nothing special but nd She should clearly explain nnting

She went home from his apartment, they painted and rebuilt. He has probably taken off and turned around.

And it will be winter for them

He could have asked how she could

And explained what happened

He could say nothing about all his good theories

They could hardly have had a coffee.

He would have seen that they were equal

Hare now she stares with headache and responds in brooding

If there is no place for danger, some people now think Nare his and her land have become a ken

No game to be a miss

Her hug has become a kick against all rigid silent pulls

And her warm soft rooms have now become an off-white corridor

At night she would rather answer bits and pieces

time gare and autumn freezes to

And it's a long way to go

A heart was forgotten in the frost

A man who never never wrote

A man who wonders if she is crying

And maybe she's wondering if she found out about his letter

Which remains on the record

He drives into town sometimes and wanders around like a fn Although she must have already moved there from there

Time passes and autumn freezes

And it's going to be winter now. He wanted to ask how she was

And explain what happened

He wanted to say something about all his good theories

He would like to have a coffee

And he knows they are the same

Equally comical nare both tread around in brooding