Burry Me When...
Burry me, when the last red twilight fades When the dying suns’ caresses Sets the silvery mountaintops ablaze, When land and sea are lost in darkness. Burry me when the gloomy dusk is falling, When the joyous sounds of the day are hushed When the sunbeams die, flowers slumber When hills and fields vanish in darkness Scatter wilting flowers on my grave so they die in serenity and peace Burry me without tears without words Silence, silence, eternal silence. Poem by Vahan Derian 1905 Translated From Armenian By Armineh Amirian Zohrabian Photo By Armineh A.Z. August 4, 2017 Lake Sevan Armenian