From the bubbling river
Only the echo
Was left as memory for me.
Nobody knew,
Nobody has known,
For where you left for
From my path.
You swung, yes,
From the deep abysses,
That were like rays,
And I was about to cry.
Were you a cloud in the sky,
Eternally white?
Were you a tree and a rose bush,
Eternally green?
Were you a depth of heart,
Eternally blue?
For where you left for ...
Translated by Meruzhan Harutyunyan
Reflection
© Copyright: Мкртчян Шант, 2016
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