The
night is sweet, the sensual night,
Anointed
with hasheesh and balsam,
I
pass by this road, luminous and bright,
The
night is sweet, the sensual night….
Kisses
appear from wind and sea,
Kisses
of light blossom around me,
The
night is festive, Sunday of my soul,
Kisses
appear from wind and sea,
But
my soul’s light sputters slowly,
My
lips are thirsty for that one kiss…
Exalted
night, with light and moon,
But
my soul’s light goes out, so soon….
Missak
Medzarents
Translated
by Tatul Sonentz
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