Jul 052010
Alone on this hilltop I wait; Your Cleopatra eyes & dark hair make waves through my heart…
One day we’ll meet under this blue sky, amongst the golden fields;
Our eyes will lock, for as strangers we’ll meet but thenceforth be together as one.
And together we’ll remain under the shadow of our Ararat… life and love everlasting.
Then I open my eyes; Will I see you in a passing glance on the streets of Yerevan or through the blurry vision of a night burdened by the taste for Kilikia.
