I left everything, all for tomorrow,
Behind it now, I see no new morning.
I always believed all was just beginning
And the real songs were soon to follow.
I look deep inside, loveless and hollow,
There are no light lines or verses to sing.
I left all things for tomorrow’s spring,
Yet behind it, there’s no new morrow…
Maro Margaryan
Translated by Tatul Sonentz
