Levski traslated by Ann Wood
LEVSKI- Dude, who is he?
blue-eyed hero?
-Levski, dear brother,
it is called.
In slavery and bondage,
poor was born,
but the heart grew
little Vasil.
He had the voice of a nightingale
and eagle swing -
over the native villages
he descended without fear.
His words
raised to his feet
poor and wealthy,
an older man and a boy.
Encouraged the people
In sorrow and trouble.
He prepared him to leave
in the fight for freedom.
But ... the sultan found out,
enraged by the poison.
And the loss sent
after the hero young.
They hid him in the woods,
caves, rocks.
People guarded it
beasts, eagles ..
Ah, my brother, grow up,
grow fast
the courage of Levski
to get you.
To the brave man, brother,
everyone makes a path.
Brave with rockets
they will fly tomorrow.
/ Tsvetan Angelov /
Poetry by Ann Wood
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Written on 2021-02-18 at 23:40
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