ARAXES CAME DEVOURINGLYByHOVHANNES HOVHANNESSIANAraxes came devouringly,Swept o’er her boulders scouringly—Where shall I lay my aching headBowed down with grief o’erpoweringly?Oh my Araxes, flow serene;—Tell me, hast thou my sweet love seen?My heart’s desire is unfulfilled;—Arax, hast thou more happy been?Mount Ararat with clouds is veiled,My love is lost, my hope has failed.For pity’s sake an answer giveTo my sad heart with grief assailed.I sob and weep the livelong night;Till dawn I watch—I watch and write;Arax, ere sunrise gild thy wavesTo thee I bring my spirit’s blight.Upon the rocks the sunbeams dart,Red flames devour my mourning heart;Those eyes and brows have left with meA sorrow which shall ne’er depart.
ARAXES CAME DEVOURINGLYByHOVHANNES HOVHANNESSIANAraxes came devouringly,Swept o’er her boulders scouringly—Where shall I lay my aching headBowed down with grief o’erpoweringly?Oh my Araxes, flow serene;—Tell me, hast thou my sweet love seen?My heart’s desire is unfulfilled;—Arax, hast thou more happy been?Mount Ararat with clouds is veiled,My love is lost, my hope has failed.For pity’s sake an answer giveTo my sad heart with grief assailed.I sob and weep the livelong night;Till dawn I watch—I watch and write;Arax, ere sunrise gild thy wavesTo thee I bring my spirit’s blight.Upon the rocks the sunbeams dart,Red flames devour my mourning heart;Those eyes and brows have left with meA sorrow which shall ne’er depart.
ARAXES CAME DEVOURINGLY
ByHOVHANNES HOVHANNESSIANAraxes came devouringly,Swept o’er her boulders scouringly—Where shall I lay my aching headBowed down with grief o’erpoweringly?Oh my Araxes, flow serene;—Tell me, hast thou my sweet love seen?My heart’s desire is unfulfilled;—Arax, hast thou more happy been?Mount Ararat with clouds is veiled,My love is lost, my hope has failed.For pity’s sake an answer giveTo my sad heart with grief assailed.I sob and weep the livelong night;Till dawn I watch—I watch and write;Arax, ere sunrise gild thy wavesTo thee I bring my spirit’s blight.Upon the rocks the sunbeams dart,Red flames devour my mourning heart;Those eyes and brows have left with meA sorrow which shall ne’er depart.
ByHOVHANNES HOVHANNESSIAN
Araxes came devouringly,Swept o’er her boulders scouringly—Where shall I lay my aching headBowed down with grief o’erpoweringly?Oh my Araxes, flow serene;—Tell me, hast thou my sweet love seen?My heart’s desire is unfulfilled;—Arax, hast thou more happy been?Mount Ararat with clouds is veiled,My love is lost, my hope has failed.For pity’s sake an answer giveTo my sad heart with grief assailed.I sob and weep the livelong night;Till dawn I watch—I watch and write;Arax, ere sunrise gild thy wavesTo thee I bring my spirit’s blight.Upon the rocks the sunbeams dart,Red flames devour my mourning heart;Those eyes and brows have left with meA sorrow which shall ne’er depart.
Araxes came devouringly,Swept o’er her boulders scouringly—Where shall I lay my aching headBowed down with grief o’erpoweringly?
Araxes came devouringly,
Swept o’er her boulders scouringly—
Where shall I lay my aching head
Bowed down with grief o’erpoweringly?
Oh my Araxes, flow serene;—Tell me, hast thou my sweet love seen?My heart’s desire is unfulfilled;—Arax, hast thou more happy been?
Oh my Araxes, flow serene;—
Tell me, hast thou my sweet love seen?
My heart’s desire is unfulfilled;—
Arax, hast thou more happy been?
Mount Ararat with clouds is veiled,My love is lost, my hope has failed.For pity’s sake an answer giveTo my sad heart with grief assailed.
Mount Ararat with clouds is veiled,
My love is lost, my hope has failed.
For pity’s sake an answer give
To my sad heart with grief assailed.
I sob and weep the livelong night;Till dawn I watch—I watch and write;Arax, ere sunrise gild thy wavesTo thee I bring my spirit’s blight.
I sob and weep the livelong night;
Till dawn I watch—I watch and write;
Arax, ere sunrise gild thy waves
To thee I bring my spirit’s blight.
Upon the rocks the sunbeams dart,Red flames devour my mourning heart;Those eyes and brows have left with meA sorrow which shall ne’er depart.
Upon the rocks the sunbeams dart,
Red flames devour my mourning heart;
Those eyes and brows have left with me
A sorrow which shall ne’er depart.