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Do you remember?

Do you remember – some specters – your childhood in this stone city?

It has passed for you in games between cold concrete, and more, you are still young.

Do you remember – some specters – how an emerald holy spring day

the heavy rain is raining, it rains long over me in the gray day.

But here is the sound of a child’s voice gives birth to quiet affection, gives birth to joy in us.

Your children are playing out now.

Do you remember as if you were whispering your childhood – look out.

Here is the sound of a child’s voice it gives quiet affection it gives birth to joy in us.

My kids are playing out now.

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Written by Georgi Tsachev