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The blood in my veins

flows

Day and Night

As the Munzur flows

perpetually

in far-away lands

with great yearnings

The longing

awakens me

Day and night

In the dreamboat full of memories

I am as old

as the history of the Munzur

And I am as young as

red carnations on mount Ararat

I am as fruitful as mother earth

Day and night

The longings flow to foreign lands

Where I live in exile

As a displaced person

The longings

flow as silently as the Munzur

in the night …

The longings

flow in great haste like the Euphrates

between high mountains to far-away lands

Time passes painfully in my heart

The longings flow like the Munzur into the course of history