@karilona Look for the excellent compilation CD entitled "The Voice of Komitas", on the Traditional Crossroads label. You can find it at Amazon . co . uk, and many other places.
I love Komitas Vartabed and I love Lusine Zakarian. Komidas Vartabed was truly a "saintly" Armenian Reverend Father and a true patriotic hard working and intelligently working good human being. Lusine Zakarian's voice was so angelic and supreme! Love them both!!!!
I love Komitas Vartabed and I love Lusine Zakarian. Komidas Vartabed was truly a "saintly" Armenian Reverend Father and a true patriotic harding working and intelligently working good human being. Lusine Zakarian's voice was so angelic and supreme! Love them both!!!!
Each boulder unassailed stands in its place, But I from mine must wander tempest-tossed— And every bird its homeward way can trace, But I must roam in darkness, lone and lost. Ah, whither leads this pathway long and dark, My God, where ends it, thus with fears obsessed? When shall night end this days last glimmering spark? Where shall my weary feet tonight find rest?
But I am exiled from my ruined nest, And roam with faltering steps from hill to hill, Like to the birds of heaven in my unrest Envying the boulders motionless and still.
Ah, whither leads this pathway long and dark, My God, where ends it, thus with fears obsessed? When shall night end this days last glimmering spark? Where shall my weary feet tonight find rest? Farewell, beloved bird, whereer thou roam Spring shall return and bring thee back once more, With thy sweet mate and young ones, to thy home— Thy last year s nest upon the sycamore.
1896 A Crane has lost its way across the heavens, From yonder stormy cloud I hear him cry, A traveller oer an unknown pathway driven, In a cold world unheeded he doth fly.
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bobarlington 7 months ago
make me cry
imerevanjan 8 months ago
your truly right TheMarinChic WOW
AntranigPK 9 months ago
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edurakhanyan 1 year ago
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WE ARE PROUD OF YOU.
Mx1928 1 year ago 2
ES XONARVUM EM QO ARJEV.
Mx1928 1 year ago 12
i have no words to say.....woow
TheMarinChic 1 year ago
Where I can find the music by Komitas .
By the way I am from Poland and I would love to buy his music
karilona 1 year ago 7
@karilona Look for the excellent compilation CD entitled "The Voice of Komitas", on the Traditional Crossroads label. You can find it at Amazon . co . uk, and many other places.
saintlysparrow 1 year ago
@karilona itunes?
xowicked 5 months ago
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I love Komitas Vartabed and I love Lusine Zakarian. Komidas Vartabed was truly a "saintly" Armenian Reverend Father and a true patriotic hard working and intelligently working good human being. Lusine Zakarian's voice was so angelic and supreme! Love them both!!!!
Takoushjanik 1 year ago
I love Komitas Vartabed and I love Lusine Zakarian. Komidas Vartabed was truly a "saintly" Armenian Reverend Father and a true patriotic harding working and intelligently working good human being. Lusine Zakarian's voice was so angelic and supreme! Love them both!!!!
Takoushjanik 1 year ago
WOOOOOOOOOW
kcrcbest 1 year ago
sorry I had to break them up... read "backwards"
If you google "Crane Hovannes Tumanian"" you will find it on Armenopedia
Janine11155 2 years ago
Thank you for posting the poem. Quite as lovely as the music.
crreativeme 2 years ago
Each boulder unassailed stands in its place, But I from mine must wander tempest-tossed— And every bird its homeward way can trace, But I must roam in darkness, lone and lost. Ah, whither leads this pathway long and dark, My God, where ends it, thus with fears obsessed? When shall night end this days last glimmering spark? Where shall my weary feet tonight find rest?
Janine11155 2 years ago
But I am exiled from my ruined nest, And roam with faltering steps from hill to hill, Like to the birds of heaven in my unrest Envying the boulders motionless and still.
Janine11155 2 years ago
Ah, whither leads this pathway long and dark, My God, where ends it, thus with fears obsessed? When shall night end this days last glimmering spark? Where shall my weary feet tonight find rest? Farewell, beloved bird, whereer thou roam Spring shall return and bring thee back once more, With thy sweet mate and young ones, to thy home— Thy last year s nest upon the sycamore.
Janine11155 2 years ago
Translation of Hovhannes Tumanian poem
1896 A Crane has lost its way across the heavens, From yonder stormy cloud I hear him cry, A traveller oer an unknown pathway driven, In a cold world unheeded he doth fly.
Janine11155 2 years ago
Please post the lyrics!! In Armenian and English! I love this song!!
Iolamusica 2 years ago
Wow just amazing.
andymanookyan 3 years ago