Чаено парти след полунощ

Не ми се ляга още.
А ми се спи безумно.
Но ми харесва нощем
да съм сама и будна.
Да е безкрайно тихо
и само със звездите
да пишем кратки стихове
за сънища и птици.
Не искам да заспивам.
Навън е нощен май.
Поднясям си красива
вечерна чаша чай.
И слушам стари песни
на малкия балкон.
И всичко е чудесно.
И всичко е любов.

2 коментара:

  1. A tea party after midnight

    I don’t feel (at all) like going to bed
    Although I confess I am so sleepy
    I like the night and you can bet
    I like my company, awake as I’m sitting

    I like it to be so endlessly silent
    Only the stars will help me to write
    Short lines that contain none of the violence
    But full of dreams and the birds’ flight

    Now I do not want to fall asleep
    The May night is out, falling on me
    So I can treat myself just a bit
    I’ve just prepared a cup of hot tea

    I listen to old songs outside the balcony
    And all is just love, a perfect reality …

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  2. A tea party after midnight

    I don’t feel (at all) like going to bed
    Although I confess I am so sleepy
    I like the night and you can bet
    I like my company, awake as I’m sitting

    I like it to be so endlessly silent
    Only the stars will help me to write
    Short lines that contain none of the violence
    But full of dreams and the birds’ flight

    Now I do not want to fall asleep
    The May night is out, falling on me
    So I can treat myself just a bit
    I’ve just prepared a cup of hot tea

    I listen to old songs outside the balcony
    And all is just love, a perfect reality …

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