I beheld my Love this Morning, by Sayat Nova

(1712-1795) I BEHELD my love this morning, in the garden paths she strayed,All brocaded was the ground with prints her golden pattens made ;Like the nightingale, I warbled round my rose with wings displayed,And I wept, my reason faltered, while my heart was sore dismayed.Grant, O Lord, that all ...
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Hello! I thought this may be an appropriate place to ask about something that I’ve been researching about for a long time. My grandfather claims that our ancestors were from the town “Ghoyakh” (a small town in adana). I’ve tried to find its history and its location today, but i always end up ...
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