Sunday, January 03, 2016

Against Your Eyes









Against your eyes my eyes are sightless,
Your soul, an impenetrable gloom,
In your dark gaze a subtle lie,
Hiding you always a fine shroud… 

Closed is your heart and remote to me,
Tied forever to you yet a stranger too.
With insane pleasure I dote on you
And I love you and I don’t know you.

Closed is your heart and remote to me,
Against your eyes my eyes are sightless,
Hiding you always a fine shroud,
Who are you? Who? — I never know…





Translated from Armenian By
Armineh Amirian Zohrabian
Poem by Vahan Derian


1904-1905

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