Price of dreams by Lyudmil Yankov translated by Ann Wood

PRICE OF DREAMS

Do not ask for the price of the dream -
fight, cast, fall and die!
It always brings it forward - in the hand,
Rise: get up, ask and find!
Do not close it in yourself, in your soul ...
Stand up Breathe, never stop,
dream of joy, of beauty!
With grief and trembling, with faith in miracles -
it begets, and peace, and light,
with blood pays love and freedom.





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Written on 2018-07-22 at 13:40

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Ann Wood The PoetBay support member heart!
You are welcome and thank you Jim.
2018-07-22


one trick pony The PoetBay support member heart!
This is a strong poem, and heartening. Thank you for translating.
2018-07-22


Ann Wood The PoetBay support member heart!
Thank you Ken
2018-07-22


ken d williams The PoetBay support member heart!
Thank you, Ann, an amazing - such a good poem
Ken
2018-07-22