Krasimir Krivcev

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BARGAINED FOR A BUNDLE OF LOVE

Translated by: Вадим Банев

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Here, leave the bundle on the table.

Consumer's parcel right on Time. A

bundle's Love, without a label not

fancy, for a dozen - dime.
He picked it, chose a random vendor

for cheap, his hagglin' held a sway.

By morning he will all have spent it,

just threw, used up, into the bay,
it's done, was tender, yet still heartless

this night of random words in dark, his

loins now an empty cartridge

of guards deflecting an attack. The

seventh day, when all's at rest he'll

read on Sunday, just as this,

of prince /himself!/, and sweet princess,

How they share love and truthful bliss.


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