AKBER GOSHALI   My heart is full of memories, My heart is full of bloody memories. My heart is throbbing – My heart is throbbing like that, I remember the Altais. May be here – On the shores of the Caspian Sea If my heart wasn’t throbbing The Altais would not be remembered. If the Altais are not remembered, The fate will be remembered… Would horses have wings If my heart wasn’t throbbing? If one day I see An army of hearts Riding wind-winged horses, Flying away to the Altais … Continue reading MY HEART IS FULL OF MEMORIES