True Mathematics

Sluntseto presicha tiahnata daga
Na piasaka risuvat, blestiashta svetlina.

Iz grada te tichat,
Tuk tame nadnichat,
Burzo se oblichat,
Pogled ne privlichat.

Sluncho gi prispiva v toploto kreslo
Tiho shte broiat do shest-stotin i edno

Iz grada te tichat,
Tuk tame nadnichat,
Burzo se oblichat,
Pogled ne privlichat.



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Writer(s): Mira Aroyo, Daniel Hunt
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