Street Women_Hristo Smirnenski

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  • .You have born in the lap of privation,Your childhood was useless strife,Today you dance, your eyes full of tears,To the tuneless violin of life.

  • Your implacable stepmother, Night,Is an evil creature of evil fame;She tore the narcissus from your breast,And dragged you down the path of shame. , .

  • , .You celebrate the festival of sinBeneath the street-lamp's dusky light;No one can hear the pain in your laughWhen you laugh in the quiet night.

  • Drunk with illusions and deceptive hope,With a withered hyacinth on your breast,You return to your dingy little room to dineWith hunger, your one and only guest. , , , .

  • , , .There hangs on the wall the photo of a childWith pretty and innocent face;The wistful look it has is now the only traceWhich suffering has not effaced.

  • ... , , .The days and nights drag on unchangedWhen ugly and relentless DeathArrives in the chilly autumn of your lifeTo wring from you your final breath.

  • , : ... !It will discover with a shock,That powerful Life has got ahead,Leaving nothing to destructive Death,That you have long been dead

  • 1921

    Bulgarian poetry

    Hristo Smirnenski

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