Bulgarian poetry,author Selver
On the trail of his starts summer sunsets.
And the sea is the color of sadness.
Shells in my soul live.
And in the eyes of dying flowers.
A path of memories you lose track.
Silence draws tears.
And love dripping from my eyes.
And it hurts! And it hurts! And it hurts! ...
On the trail of sunsets go after birds -
soul looking for shelter.
And bring your roses in the spring of pupils.
Love is a magical season.
And when sometimes dark streets
you look at me trace ...
I'll leave Unlock all dreams.
A path from the wind come.