Levski translated by AnnWood
Why are you looking for me in memories only?Why do you mourn over my unknown grave?
Do you rot with my mortal body,
my covenant to you, my Bulgarian people?
Were they hanged on the black gallows,
my example? My dream!
So you've been arrested again! Cowardly!
But how many times do I have to die???
To finally come alive in the heart,
to each and every one of you!
So don't look at the other person's face,
salvation in his worst hour...
K. Kolev
Poetry by Ann Wood
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Written on 2024-01-16 at 01:55
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