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Ishtar-Horchat hai caliptus


Bulgarian&English translation

The Eucaliptus Forest
When mother came here
beautiful and young
then Dad built her a house on a hill.
The springs passed
half a century passed
and curls(of hair) aged (became white) in this time.
But on the shore of Jordan
Nothing great happened
The same silence
the same place
The Eucaliptus forest
the bridge and the boat
and the salty smell above the water (*2)
Here it comes down the trail,
the group of babies
They are in Jordan paddling with their legs.
The babies have grown up
they've already learnt to crawl
and the youths
are strolling in pairs.
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