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  • 12/28/2017
Bulgarian poetry.

PRESENT
"I have all my riches -
in a little bundle. In your soul.
I knotted a knot. I can not without them.
And I took them somewhere ...
I took a little bit of hope,
two or three sparks from the stove ...
The road is long and difficult, it seems ...
Love I took - warm up ...
A feather from the bird's wing I took -
to remember where my heart is.
Dark as soon as it gets up - to fly without fear,
and to merge with my skies ...
I took a comet of silence from the stars -
I will ever get hungry.
I folded the dreams carefully at the bottom.
And time - to live them.
All the memories - and they in the bundle.
I have nothing to forget.
I put happiness too. With reservation - indefinitely.
And strength - to create it.
I hid my soul and I knit the knot
with a ribbon saying "Luck!"
I went somewhere now, and I'm looking for you ...
That is a gift for you ...! "