Transition implies a sense of movement, of progression. Something that is more often assumed that realistic. In an emotional sense there is purported to be a set of states of being related to being exposed to an event, from denial to acceptance of a situation, most often traumatic to some extent (though not necessarily bad for that). Here this track is light, like a cool wind and appears to have a sense of progression about it, in that it does not seem to loop, though it retains an essence of itself. A core, if you like, around which it grows and expands. Quite a nice listen.
Adieu le Bulgare has a nice start, gentle and soothing, it slowly dawns on you, like the sun rising above the horizon on a slightly warm morning. It retains its smoothness as it develops and kind of implies that the farewell was not a traumatic, overly emotional one, but rather a mild acceptance that things and people move around, sometimes even progressing. Saying goodbye can sometimes be a happy experience, even a necessary prompting of events changing for the better. Whatever nationality you happen to be. Nice, comfortable musical expression.