THE MIRROR

Martina Dimova

YOU ARE A MIRROR - I AM A REFLACTION

MY WAYS DEPEND ON YOU, YOU HOLD THE KEY

'CAUSE I CAN LOOK LIKE HELL,

AND I CAN FEEL IN HEAVEN
AND LOVE MAKES ALL THE DIFFERENCE TO ME!

I'M A GRACEFUL LOOSER, I AM A SINNER

SEEKING FOR A WAY OF ABOLITION

I'M A SOUL WITH BACKWAY VISION,

HUMAN WISH WITHOUT DEFINITION

I'M A LOOSER, I'M A GRACEFILL SINNER

ANYTHING THAT YOU CAN TURN ME TO

LOVE ME BABY, TURN ME INTO WINNER

'CAUSE MIRRORS ARE INTACT WHEN WE ARE TWO

Момиче

Есен

Пролет

ПОЕЗИЯ

Наградата


Да те докосвам,да те имам,
заключен в жадните ми длани
и после тихо да отмина,
понесла тайните си рани.

Да грабна краткия ти пламък
и силата му да запазя.
И в пламнала жарава-камък-
-да те подмина и забравя.

И да останеш ТИ беднякът,
а аз-с богатата награда,
че в тази наша среща кратка
открих и Господа и Ада.

ENGLISH POEMS

LABELS

Martina Dimova


We are painfully and slowly taking off
A layer after layer of pretending.
A masquerade, a role, a pose-
-the dresses of our soul are fading.

And then this Fear comes along
For guarded temples-naked and frustrating,
For deeply hidden wishes to belong,
For simple secrets not in secret stated.

This Fear wakes us in the mid of dreaming
And weaves our souls in labeled clothing -
-we share not our sacred feelings-
-we share vain and empty talking.

Why do we want to live deleted?
And shaped by prejudice and pain?
I won’t go through my life defeated
By Fear in a Devil ’s game.


FREEDOM

MARTINA DIMOVA

Forsaken in a world of darkness
And waiting for the final blow
When you don't know what death and life is
No longer able to explore

The meanings of the words and phrases
Of people killing dying hope
And all the fuss and empty faces
That brought you to the deadly slope

You're falling down in endless blindness
The rope is tight around your throat
And no perverse pretense of kindness
Will bring the urge to stop the boat

Free to choose
Self abuse
Free to win
Free to lose

Pretending is a way of dying
Don't hide behind that mental wall
Just make the choice to do the fighting
Get ready for the coming blow

The only one who knows the secret
Is hidden deep inside your soul
Just let him out and free your spirit
Let freedom be your final goal