When you are far away

Joy –

How long I have been waiting for it…

And it has come.

But today my heart is soaked into sorrow

For it isn’t shared with you.

Song –

How many times I have heard it…

I hear it again.

But today I prefer silence to song

For it isn’t shared with you.

Beauty –

I have looked for it so eagerly…

And it is here.

But today I’m indifferent to any rose.

For it isn’t shared with you.

               Kremena Yacheva

                    translated from bulgarian

                Temenuga  Georgieva