Echo, by Richard McKane The roads to the past have long been closed, /
and what is the past to me now? /
What is there? Bloody slabs, /
or a bricked up door, /
or an ...
Echo, by Rupert Moreton Past’s path long ago was barricaded, /
Now I wonder, what for me is left? /
Only grave slabs where the blood has faded /
Or a crumbling doorway’...
Echo, by Yevgeny Bonver There’re no paths to where the former gone is. /
I don’t crave for the passed by long ago. /
And what is there? The lit with blood floor stones, /...
Echo, by Lyudmila Purgina All the ways to past are now closed, /
What the past for me today, what for? /
What do you see there? — The bloody stones, /
Or the bricked up s...
The Echo , by Leonid Mihalap The paths into the past have been cut off long ago, /
But what do I need the past now for? /
What is there? Bloody tombstones? /
Or a bricked-in...
in bulgarian
Анна Ахматова (български)
Ехо, Мария Шандуркова Пътищата стари са зарити, /
миналото що ми е сега? /
Там, на плочи кървави следите, /
или закованата врата, /
или ехото, което моля, /
а пък...