Wishes for Armenia
And stars light up the skies,
Then tears and sparks commingled
Burst forth from my dim eyes.
Forget thee, O Armenia!
Nay, rather may I be
Transformed into a cypress dark,
And so give shade to thee!
To me it seems a veil
Strewn with the tears that Ararat
Sheds from his summit pale.
O graves! O ruins! to my soul
Your memory is as dear
As to the lover's thirsting heart
The maiden's first love-tear.
And shall my spirit after death
Oblivions be of you?
Nay, but become a flood of tears.
And cover you with dew!
Nor precipices fell,
Not thunder's roll, nor lightning's flash.
Nor funeral torch and knell—
Not all of these, 'neath death's dark stone
Can ever hide from me
The glowing memories of the past,
Our days of liberty.
Forget you? Ne'er will I forget,
O glorious days of yore!
Rather may I be changed to fire
And bring you back once more!
When dewy buds unclose,
And tenderly the nightingale
Is singing to the rose,
All Nature’s harmonies, alas!
Can ne'er give back to me
The sighs that sound where cypress boughs
Are moaning like the sea.
Forget you, black and bitter days?
No, never! but instead
Rather may I be turned to blood,
And make your darkness red!
Siberia's ice may smoke,
But stern, unbending spirits still
Press on my neck the yoke.
Inflexible and cold are they;
When feeling surges high,
And I would speak, they stifle down
My free soul's bitter cry.
Forget thee, justice? Never!
But ere my life departs,
Rather may I become a sword,
And make thee pierce men's hearts!
A patriot's ardor feel,
And when Armenian hearts at length
Are stirred with love and zeal—
When free-souled sons Armenia bears,
These days of coldness past,
And fires of love and brotherhood
Are lighted up at last—
Shall I forget thee then, my lyre?
Ah, no! but when I die
Rather may I become thy voice,
And o'er Armenia sigh!
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