In this forest of fear, once more
I come to face a fork in the road.
The last flame shimmers no more
And darkness reigns as before…
Like a burnt wick, my yesterday
Flickers a while and fades away.
Where does this road lead us all,
With twists and turns all the way?
Howling winds batter my chest,
Forests scold me in terse tones.
As I now wander in endless quest,
It all seems alien, beset with flaws.
Now, once again in hostile woods,
At this same fork on the road I stall,
My heart sinks as I must choose--
As a dying flame sears my soul….
Vahan Terian
translated by Tatul Sonentz
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Saturday, 27 March 2010
Friday, 26 March 2010
Vahan Terian - SAD SONG
Freezing drizzle sobs in the mist
and sadness weeps in my soul.
Past, present, future disown, as one,
All the sunshine days of lore.
Under a spreading sense of doom,
I wander around in stark silence.
No memories, no echo of words --
Around you, I’m blind, mute, missing...
The icy drizzle moans in the mist –
Only sadness sighs in my soul.
Vahan Terian
Translated by Tatul Sonentz
and sadness weeps in my soul.
Past, present, future disown, as one,
All the sunshine days of lore.
Under a spreading sense of doom,
I wander around in stark silence.
No memories, no echo of words --
Around you, I’m blind, mute, missing...
The icy drizzle moans in the mist –
Only sadness sighs in my soul.
Vahan Terian
Translated by Tatul Sonentz
Sunday, 18 October 2009
Vahan Terian - SAD SONG
Freezing drizzle sobs in the mist
and sadness weeps in my soul.
Past, present, future disown, as one,
All the sunshine days of lore.
Under a spreading sense of doom,
I wander around in stark silence.
No memories, no echo of words --
Around you, I’m blind, mute, missing...
The icy drizzle moans in the mist –
Only sadness sighs in my soul.
Vahan Terian
Translated by Tatul Sonentz
and sadness weeps in my soul.
Past, present, future disown, as one,
All the sunshine days of lore.
Under a spreading sense of doom,
I wander around in stark silence.
No memories, no echo of words --
Around you, I’m blind, mute, missing...
The icy drizzle moans in the mist –
Only sadness sighs in my soul.
Vahan Terian
Translated by Tatul Sonentz
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