9 Haziran 1963 Razgrad/BULGARİSTAN
Between your teeth,
Like a whistle,
Strange voices,
They started out.
Telling astonishment,
One word.
He said so, huh?
Strange! To be weird.
Southwest Caucasus,
To the Turkish border,
In the nearby area,
A living one,
People, acer.
Common sense, custom,
Unconventional,
Strange, strange,
Strange, wild.
Dashing, daring,
Valiant, bully,
Indomitable, does not fit in his container.
Strong and resourceful,
Agile, energetic.
These are tomorrow's
Women's rights defenders,
Acar lawyers,
They will be descendants.
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