A sleepless night,
filled with emptiness,
ruled by endless loneliness
A sleepless night and waft of sadness,
the dreams are broken and burned to ashes,
the desires are confused and uncertain
A strident fear and strong pain,
a hurt heart a captured soul
and hands shaking through the dark
The thoughts are furious trotting,
they are looking for a hope
but noting they are finding
and fast extinguish they die...
A sleepless night
the tears are coming out the eyes
and this sight turned to the stars...



(Безсънна нощ, превод на английски: Галето)