Edward Carnby

Shto li mesetchinko greesh
Ta mi makata ogriavash
Dolu senki se tcherneyat
I prekarshvat mi krilata

Shte li mi zorata vlee
Novi sili, giva vyara
Da otlitna, da prehvrakna
Sas zorata da se sleya

Eh, denyat kogat' raztsyfne
Tchist kato voda ot izvor
Shte raprysne li tamata
Na syrceto mi v noshtite

[TRANSLATE]
Why are you glowing little moon?
To enlighten my pain!
Down here the Dark shadows
Have cut my wings

Will The Dawm fulfill me
With vital strenght and belief?
To elevate, to be elevated,
And with the rising sun, fade away!

And when the day will burst
Flowing as pure as the water source
Will it dispel the darkness
Of my heart?