Friday, December 7, 2012

ME: I hate to think of you



I hate to think of you
and yet - I sometimes do!
And when you're in my thoughts
I walk the empty endless roads - 
to find you there once more
to prove myself I don't miss you anymore!

Friday, October 19, 2012

ME: Bulgarian haiku in English


I've found a clover
but it has no leaves - 
a horse had run it over
a cow had chew its life

ME: A story of a ghost



What do I do
to make the demons
in my head run away?
You don’t know
what they’ve done
to me, to you, to us.
They live inside me
and cut me open
Every night, inside out.
I tried to stand up
to the past,
to save my soul at last.
But I can’t keep
holding on
completely on my own.
If you ever find me
cold and lost,
forsaken, long gone,
spare a bite
to feed my ghost
and save me from returning –
haunted, haunting others lost.

Thursday, October 18, 2012

ME: Pages



And the pages are dry
and are empty –
I have no tear left
to cry on,
I have no words backed up
to fill them,
I have no soul alive
to be sad.

There’s no sound left
to cry out with,
there’s no voice in
to sing away the blues,
there’s no heart in
to be broken.

There are only dreams,
which I left behind.

Wednesday, October 10, 2012

ME: Your pain



Your pain is endearing
especially when I caused it…
Your tears are so touching
they bring joy to my heart!

Your cries are so loud
I can hear them wherever I want.

Your words are so empty
they make me want to hurt you more!

I’d die to touch you –
to wipe out your smile.
I’d give all to hold you –
rack your spine with my arms!

Sunday, September 23, 2012

ME: I had a house before



I had a house before
with dim windows
with a small door at the back.
I had a house before
with crimson bricks
and broken lock.
I had a house before
looking out to a cemetery
backed up by the forest.
I had a house before
now I have a grave
that hasn’t have a stone.

Sunday, September 9, 2012

ME: Pass me by



Locked myself at home
scared I might walk the street
and accidentally meet you.

Spent the night out
wandered at the park, hoping
just to cross path with you.

Closed the curtains
dreading I might look outside
and see you.

Searched the town
ran through it up and down
just to bump into you…

I met you
and I didn’t said goodbye.

You met me
and I beg you - pass me by.

Saturday, August 11, 2012

ME: Ако знаех...



Ако знаех, че така ще те обикна
щях ли да избягам през глава?!
Ако знаех, че така ще ме обсебиш

щях ли да оставя ръката си във твоята ръка?!
Ако знаеш, че така ще те мечтая
щях ли да оставя мисълта да полети?!
Ако зная, че ще си мой до края,
пак ще се влюбя и пак, и пак, и пак
                                               твойто име ще шептя!

Wednesday, July 18, 2012

ME: Вечно моят мечтател бъди!


"Колко си смешен мечтател, мой миличък!"
от Мечтател - Радой Ралин


Бъди моя мечтател,
не заспивай до мен като него!
Говори ми за далечни пътеки
за безбройни звезди говори!
Ела пеш,
не идвай като принц – с белия кон!
Преведи ме през всичките локви,
хвани ми ръката и по пътя води!
Бъди истински, бурен и дори понякога тъжен!
Бъди мой, дори когато привидно не си ми нужен –
тебе искам, не искам света!
Избърши сълзите от бузите бледи,
събуди ме, когато неспокоен ми е съня…
Не искам мъже с прекършени криле,
не искам да се въргаляме заедно в калта,
искам двама да се носим сред облаци цветни,
пък нека от пръстта да не вдигнем крака!
Бъди ти, бъди смел,
вечно моят мечтател бъди!

Sunday, July 1, 2012

ME: The 1000th poem


This is the 1000th poem in this blog, so I wanted to pick something special. And then decided to write the 1000th one, for something special. As I'm leaving Finland for now, what's more special than the place I love so much! Thank you, you wonderful place, for the past two years! It did feel like home here and I'm sure I'll be back sooner or later, and I know I'm gonna miss you much!


I’ll learn to read the stars if I have to
to find my way back here!
I’ll make new map of the world if I have to
to draw you near to where I am!
I’ll run around the globe - all over -
to find the way back to your land!
Thousand winters and summers I’ll live through
to see your shores again!
I’ll walk, and swim, and fly
to come back to where once I felt home.
So don’t forget me and stay up waiting
for I’ll be back here once again!

Friday, June 22, 2012

ME: Pulling the heaven down



Do you hear the sound
of me pulling the heaven down?
Do you see the clouds
coming closer?
It’s the only way to
be among the angles
if I don’t have you!
If you run away from me,
all the clouds above
will come crashing down
upon what’s left of me -
trying to find heaven
without you!

Saturday, June 9, 2012

ME: A show



Tie me to a tree
and cut me,
call the wolves
and watch them feast!
For what is worth
it’ll be grotesque
and I know quite well
you’d like the show!

Tuesday, June 5, 2012

ME: I'm here



More in my face
than is my taste,
but I cannot run,
can’t lead my own way.

I can’t rewrite the play,
cannot delete the act,
can only drown
in the desert of your eyes,
wither in the tears
and choke in sobs.

I was quick to love
and to hate was even quicker.
Did not forgive
let to forget,
did not beg,
did not apologize.

Sang all the songs I knew
in a night.
Said all the words I wanted
in a day.
Killed all the dreams I had
at once…

A place in heaven
I won’t find…

A place in hell
I don’t deserve…

So I’ll wait around,
don’t look for me,
for my faith to be served.

Monday, June 4, 2012

ME: The song after I die



Even my pain will die
one day, when I’m gone too…
Even my tears will dry
one day, when there’s no more of you…
Even my sobbing will cease
one day, when my throat’s forever mute…

But my lines will remain,
if you don’t burn them with me –
they will rankle in your eyes
and your heart they will char,
in your ears - like church bells they’ll toll -
for they will be someone else’s song when I die.

Saturday, May 19, 2012

ME: Остани!



Вземи ми всичко!
Давам ти го – твое да е!
Вземи го, но само остани
до мене, когато слънцето залезе –
от тъмното ме е страх, от тишината.
Вземи каквото искаш, излъжи ме –
че ме обичаш, че ти трябвам,
но само стани до сутринта,
докато изстина и тогава чак тръгни си,
и не поглеждай назаде към нощта.

ME: Delirious



Just after midnight
and the dawn is here -
I name you Jesus,
yet I am the one to crucify!
In trust of no one, and in disbelieve
I sleepwalk on the moon.
On the dark side of the sun
is where I shine in blue.
My song in vacuum
is never to be true.

Wednesday, May 16, 2012

ME: One day...



"But one day the sun will shine on you
Turn all your tears to laughter
One day your dreams may all come true
One day the sun will shine on you"
Gary Moore

One day the sun might shine on me too,
I might be able to turn my tears to laughter.
One day my dreams may even come true,
one day the sun might shine for me too.

One day I might have you,
I might try and reach and reach you!
One day my love may be revived,
one day you may look for me too.

That day may never come,
and my dreams be never true,
but all that I can do
is hope you’d love me too.

Sunday, May 13, 2012

ME: Dreamer



To say that I’m a dreamer
is simply just not true
for dreamers live among us
and wish for other truth.

And I, I’m not a dreamer,
for I don’t wish a thing,
I live in dreams and don’t exist here,
your life is just my “other truth”.

Wednesday, April 18, 2012

ME: Книги



А как обичам да ми подаряват книги -
от страниците да мирише на слова,
Между хартия чуждите мечти се скрили,
върху редовете да чета света!

Monday, April 16, 2012

ME: За истинските жени



Така е –
нас обичат,
отричат,
разпъват ни.
От нас много,
зверски горчи!
По нас сълзи –
лъжи или истински,
леят се като черни реки.
Мразят,
забравят и
търсят ни,
погребват ни
в далечни земи.
Но туй е до вчера –
днес отново възкръсваме
и то е, защото сме истински –
жените, от които боли!

ME: И защото аз те обичам



И защото аз те обичам,
и защото ти си моето “вкъщи“,
и защото към тебе
насън и наяве тичам,
и защото съм аз
когато ти се вричам!

Monday, April 2, 2012

ME: She



She pulls every string I am build of,
plays dark melodies on my soul,
brings any rhythm to my heartbeat,
moves my flesh into a frantic dance.

She writes poetry with my lips,
otherwise speechless,
she draws masterpiece in a blink,
with the blood from my tips,
she flies me high
with wings I don’t have on,
she swims me deep
with lungs that don’t breathe.

She brings me back
when I ceased living,
she kills me right
after I’m born.

Sunday, April 1, 2012

ME: Never ending song


Happiness str. - Photo by Viktoria Stoianova

Every spring as a promise
to start everything anew…
And every time it ends up
in winter’s dead dreams.

Every birth as a beginning
of fresh hopes and faith.
And every death inevitably
brings down all passion.

Every song – a call
for love and forgiveness.
And every note –
leaving you with one second less than before...

ME: Къде да теглим чертата? (превод)



На дланите ти – безкрайно питане
линии, които ми казват истината ти, без звук.
В очите ти – спящ безкраен глад –
чака до следващата си жертва да се добере.

Кажи ме защо още си играем с гатанки?
И как да знаем кога е вече безпредметно да се чака?

Кажи какво ли иска утрото от мен?
И какво от туй, че виждам всичко,
ако не мога да го променя?
Кажи къде да теглим чертата!

Пламъци и дим, танцуващи по улиците,
пишат стихове, които никой нивгаш не е чел.
А самотата като воденичен камък около нозе ти –
около птичката клетката изплетена е вече…

Та защо и ние да не се включим в тая клоунада,
преди всичко да изчезне, преди любовта ни да стане неутолима?

Къде изчезна хладния бриз,
къде потъна вечно зеленото поле,
къде са на мама готовите за прегръдка ръце
и къде е татковото смело сърце?
Сякаш потъна слънцето -
в осветената земя заспа,
с потъмнелите от есента листа,
с този, неизпитал сам скръбта…

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Така, сега да се обясня - този текст не е мой (линк към песента и оригиналния текст), НО преводът е. Да не кажете сега какво е седнала да се напъва?! Знам - не съм преводач и съм много далеч от нужните способности за това. Но ми доставя удоволствие да се опитвам и когато опита не е трагичен, се радвам да го споделя. Да кажем, че това е моя интерпретация на оригиналния текст и като стиготворение според мен никак не се получи зле!

Saturday, March 31, 2012

ME: Will we?



Will we be together
when the angels fall?
Will you be there
when there’s no sky left?
Will I be here
if the earth falls apart?

Will you bring me
tears of my salvation?
Or the pain of
broken life?

Will I take you over
the rainbow and the rainy sky?
Or bury you inside
my broken heart?

Friday, March 30, 2012

ME: Desire


By Luis Royo


I want your most vile desires,
your dirtiest thoughts,
your meanest words
and disgusting dreams.

I want your cold-sweat flesh,
your evil bright eyes
your rough wanting hands
and your vulgar longings.

Take me and break me -
ruin my composure
and I will destroy you –
your love and your hell will give back.

Thursday, March 29, 2012

ME: Imagine



Close your eyes and imagine
the world as you want it -
the things and the people
you want to know there,
the magic you want to come true.

Now open them and see all the ruins
surrounding you, the dark and despair,
and understand I’ll never be there for you
so you were there for me
and that the dreams don’t come to life.

ME: I would pay the price



I would pay your price
for you to be all mine -
to have you day and night,
for you to be in my will and might.

I would pay all the saints
to close their eyes
as I make you scream,
from pleasure and pain…

I would pay all demons
to close their mouths
and not talk you out
of my decadence…

I would pay the price.

ME: Take me



Take me away,
take me to a place
somewhere far,
where the dreams are real
and reality means nothing...

Take my breath,
take my soul
kill me,
so I could fall
to eternal sleep without grief.

Bring me back,
in your hands
my body revive
to make me your own
and love me again.