Roupen Sevag – A Dark Love Song
And so – I love you,
Weak, wounded, cursed, I stand
With little else to say but that
I love you.
Your shadow took my soul on a journey,
Trapping me within an echoless chamber of darkness,
But still – I love you.
Tonight, may a song cry out from within my soul,
However weak, however worthless,
let this song be yours,
Because sister, I love you.
To live? Forever enslaved to my miserable fate…
To die? Without being yours for even an instant…
Speak to me sister – for I do love you….
Behold my soul – closed upon itself, entombed,
Behold my soul – longing to escape your condescending glow,
Behold my soul – which still loves you so…
The original Armenian version of the poem can be found here [.pdf format]