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Antoniya Atanasova

Jivotqt e pqrhashta ptica.../Life is a flying turkey...

 

Jivotqt e pqrhashta ptica

Life is a flying turkey

i kletkata mu e skovana v nas

whose abode is nailed in us

dori predi da sme go priyutili.

before we ever took it.

Zashto lyubimi moi zashto tova sqmnenie?

Why, my lover-boy, why this doubt.

 

Otvorish li shiroko dlanite si-

If you open wide your palms

i kato vik kqm slqnceto

and like a scream towards the sun

shte izlitne radostta ni.

will fly away our fun.

Shte ni dosegne samo poriva na neynoto dihanie,

Only the urge of her breathing will touch us,

vyatqr zalitasht pod progiznali dqrveta.

wind stuggering under pissed on trees.

Piana ot samota e tazi istina.

The loneliness is drunk with the truth.

 

Tolkova dumi izgorihme kato hartiya pomejdu si

So much bullshit we burned like paper in between us.

i nikoga ne stignahme po-daleche

but we never got further

ot pulsa na jivota si, biesht se da izleti.

from the pulse of our life, beating itself to death so it can fly off.


Last modified: September 22, 1997

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