Walking in Sandanski

I’ve met you in a September evening,

And you were nothing more than a smile,

We had just talked about a movie

And the true love to die for.

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After nights chilled with Balkan songs,

Sweets and good wine,

The days were beautiful,

As beautiful as your simplicity.

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Day after day I was looking for your gaze,

For your warm voice,

Your colored scarf,

And funky hair cut.

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Just walking in Sandanski…

But there is no noisy street,

No glamour in the city,

No troubled people

Without your charisma.

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I’ll never forget that September evening…

Sandanski will always have your look,

And your childish perfume.

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