Regardez le ciel, Apareka

Un peu de joie de vivre, la beauté aura le denier mot.

Apareka

Look at the sky,Apareka*
The moon is aligning to the Datvisjvari**
«Why are you looking like that with your black eyes, girl?
Why you following me in attic.”
“We will be Equals today ***.
So that we can spend the night in an inspiring conversation.”
“Don’t try to Blow my mind.
Leave, listen to my words.
The night sky is covered in blankets of stars.
The moon goes up to Bear’s Cross
“Where are you, boy, i can't see you
I wish that you wait for your Equal.”
The night passed in conversations
Morning approached, reach with mildew.
Dawn likes a bottle of “araki”****
A bottle containing the necessary drink.
The equal brought the bottle with drink
The morning approached the noon
The boy drank his drink with a horn
And smiled fondly
The girl presented him food and lowered her head
“Say something else for khevsurian”
The drink blurred his mind a little
And the Equal is sitting next to him
“What dirty thoughts came to me, let the god be angry with me”
He got ashamed of himself and lost his colour
And left in the direction of Bear’s Cross on his way to Khakhmati.

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Si vous voyez quelque chose
tomber en poussière,
sachez que la lumière approche.
A l'annonce de sa venue, la terre trésaille,
et tout s'écroule,
qui n'est pas rempli du Verbe Eternel.


D A avec l'ange