A Piece of Poetry

[man]

Yerp amen ankam batsvum e ora

Mtkov mtnum em Darbasi dzora

Kartses lsum em moras orora

Yerp sosapum e tsanot bardin.

by Hamo Sahyan

 

(anybody knows the rest quatrains of this poem?)

 

 

Every time when the day comes

[Every morning that I awake from sleep],

In my thought I enter the gorge of Darbas;

[Where] it’s as if I hear my mother’s lullaby,

When I hear the rustle of the familiar fields.

Translated by "man"

 

Darbas is is a village and rural community (municipality) in the Syunik Province of Armenia, near Sisian in the south, just below Sisian.

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View from the Caves located between Coris and Sisian

 

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View of village of Lor near Darbaz