I live...
L'll die.
Travelling on the road of time.
Direction only one – eternity.
The aim is resurection.
Life is a misery, a comfort, a struggle
with others and with your own self.
We swim in lies.
Passion bind I shains.
Breathing sadness.
So many things are subordinated to our flesh!
We travel hardly.
Crossing time
and bearing bits of light.
They also traveled the way we did -
carried away bits of our love.
Meditations stolen by me
at the side of my fathers grave.
1995 - Blagoevgrad
L'll die.
Travelling on the road of time.
Direction only one – eternity.
The aim is resurection.
Life is a misery, a comfort, a struggle
with others and with your own self.
We swim in lies.
Passion bind I shains.
Breathing sadness.
So many things are subordinated to our flesh!
We travel hardly.
Crossing time
and bearing bits of light.
They also traveled the way we did -
carried away bits of our love.
Meditations stolen by me
at the side of my fathers grave.
1995 - Blagoevgrad
Milcho Naydenski
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