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Translated by Gabriela Yordanova   The old man was lying on the bed, covered with a blanket. It was an old bed, moved around the room […]

Translated by Kalina Momcheva   There are a lot of talented nightingales around the world, and they sing a lot of songs. They hover calmly, looking […]

Translated by Neli Velcheva   For Dena I was standing on the stairs in front of the hospital, staring at the snow. Right next to the […]

Translated by Mayre Buyuklieva   In memory of my Grandma Danka   I was in the first grade when the First World War began. The good […]