Stranger
Music: Plamen Sivov Lyrics: Diana Stefanova There’s a stranger I met in the street, on a day of a mellow September in a town dreaming mountains of blue. There were so many words, walking...
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Apples of Silver and Gold
Night comes around in her radiant dress. See the man with the golden apples, she says. He stole them from me and he ran away, cities burning behind him, bright as the day. Prophecies...
Step out
I would like to step out of my heart, climb the silences filling the sky to the home of the glittering star, standing tall like a city of white. Watching softly my heart as...
The Illusion of Things
In a world where “more” is in constant supply, feeding frenzies of loneliness, fear and sweat, the Connecticut ice storm that catches your eye brings you back to the frame our monologues met. It...
The Ones We Are Leaving Behind
The Ones We Are Leaving Behind by plamensivov Oh blessed are the ones who are leaving behind the strong and the weak, oh, the mean and the kind; All the wandering ways of that...
