MosJan Posted March 31, 2002 Report Share Posted March 31, 2002 THEY FELL THAT YEAR, THEY VANISHED FROM THE EARTH NEVER KNOWING THE CAUSE OF WHAT LOSE THEY DEFENDED THE WOMEN FELL AS WELL, AND THE BABIES THEY TENDERED LEFT TO DRY, LEFT TO CRY, ALL CONDEMED BY THEIR BIRTH THEY FELL LIKE RAIN, ACROSS THE THIRSTY LAND IN THEIR HEART THEY WERE SLAIN, IN THEIR GOD STILL BELIEVING ALL THEIR PITY AND PAIN, IN THAT SEASON OF GREAVING CALL IN VAIN, ALL IN VAIN, JUST FOR ONE HAVE BEEN HANGED ...AND I'M OF THAT RACE WHO DIED IN UNKNOWN PLACES WHO PARISHED IN THEIR PRIDE WHOS BLOOD IN RIVERS RUN AND THEY GONE IN THAT FLIGHT WITH CARRIAGE OF THEIR FACES THEY WENT INTO THE NIGHT THAT WAITS FOR EVERY MEN THEY FELL LIKE TEARS AND NEVER KNEW WHAT FOR IN THAT SUMMER OF STRIVE OF MASSACRE AND WAR THE ONLY CRIME WAS LEFT THE ONLY GILT TO US BEING THE CHILDREN OF ARMENIA NOTHING LESS, NOTHING MORE... Lilit Nahapetyan-Basth Location: Sweden, Saffle Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
MosJan Posted March 31, 2002 Author Report Share Posted March 31, 2002 this was enterd in to our guest book - by Lilit Nahapetyan-Basth Location: Sweden, Saffle Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest Fadi Posted March 31, 2002 Report Share Posted March 31, 2002 I don't know who posted this, but it was really not honest from his/her for having plagiated from Charles Aznavour poem. I already posted here a translation I made from that poem(due to my poor English, I guess I messed up that poem, but still believe that French being a more beatifull language, its impossible to reproduce such poem), now be glad to compare it. THEY FELLED They felled, without really knowing why Men, women, and children who wanted only to live With heavy gestures like drunk men Mutilated, massacred, their eyes open of fear. They felled while calling upon their God On the threshold of their church or a step of their doorLike herd of the desert, staggering, as a troop Lay low by thirst, hunger, iron, fire. No one raised his voice in an euphoric worldWhile a people was stagnating in his bloodEurope discovered jazz and its musicThe complaints of the trumpets covered the cries of children. They felled moderately, without sound,By thousands, by millions, without the world moving for them,Becoming one moment, tiny red flowersCovered by a wind of sand and then forgotten. They felled, their eyes full of sun,As a bird in flight a ball crashes to piecesTo die wherever and without leaving traces,Ignored, forgotten in their last sleep. They felled while believing, ingenuous,That their children could continue their childhood,One day they would cross the grounds of hopeIn open countries men with tended hands. Me I am of these people which sleep without burialWho chooses to die without abdicating his faith,Who has never lowered his head from the insult,Who survives despite everything and who does not complain. They felled to be able to enter in the nightEternal of times, at the end of their courageDeath struck them, without asking their ageBecause they were faulty of being children of Armenia. Translated from Charles Aznavour Poem "ILS SONT TOMBES" 1975 [ March 31, 2002, 10:44 AM: Message edited by: Domino ] Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Azat Posted March 31, 2002 Report Share Posted March 31, 2002 Faid, Movses You have done an actuall translation of the song from French to English while Lilit has just typed up the song as Aznavour sings it in English. She has not made any mods to the song. Aznavour sings it like so in English. I should mention that it is not a complete translation. [ March 31, 2002, 01:47 PM: Message edited by: Azat ] Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Azat Posted March 31, 2002 Report Share Posted March 31, 2002 Just in case you want to listen to it. They Fell MP3 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
MosJan Posted March 31, 2002 Author Report Share Posted March 31, 2002 yete chem sxalvum Harout Pambukjyan@ nuynpe uni mi yerg - n@ranq @nkan - porstem gtnel qani vor yete chem sxalvum nuyn imast@ uner. MOvses Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest Fadi Posted March 31, 2002 Report Share Posted March 31, 2002 Then I guess I owe an appology for the person that I accused of plagiating and trying to pass the poem as hers... I am not very familiar of his English songs. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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