Sofia express [English translation]

Everything is moves, but all is calm.

I travel, I'm not afraid, I'll leave everything here.

By car, by bus, by plane, by train,

My heart pounding, I know, a new country waiting for me.

I don't want stay, I don't have any homeland or armchair,

If I want, I'll go away, why should I wait?

All of my things fit into a suitcase,

I packed up, I give up, it's over, why should I cry?

I'm sitting in the windswept terrace at six o'clock,

Slowly sipping my first coffee.

I don't thinking about anything, just listen

As the spoon hits the cup.

This little noise crush the words of dream,

Jumbled sentences sailing in my mind.

The clouds make pictures in the sky,

The film begins in the early morning sky.

• Artist:Palya Bea