2021.02.12.
The tavern owner's daughter
Old wine she treated methe tavern owner's daughter
and I drank but didn't find
the path's uphill road.
If I die from wine
bury me in the tavern
so that the tavern owner's wife steps on me
and the daughter that used to treat me.
Drunkards shut
the barrel's planks
before they became red
the grapes' seeds.
A drunkard is fighting for his life
under the barrel
and leaves an order
for them to take care of the vineyard.
They learned that I love you
and they set up for me an iron string
but I am the son of Gaganis
an I drink from the vineyard.
In the northern window
the snow is gathered
and man who loves in secret
withers and melts.
Offering to you the almonds
that you have eaten from me
but from your right cheek
I have them paid back.
A thousand cantars of almonds
and honey if they give me
I would prefer better
the sweetness of your lips.
With the ropes of the ship
if they bind my body
if you don't tell me that you love me
you will see my power.
And blind I can live
as long as I know only
that you will be holding my hand
to run on the street.
Your scent has remained
on my face
and maybe to never bathe
you are the reason my little one.