Love Song - Nahabed Koutchak

Thy face is like a moon that shines on earth,

Like a thick night thy clustering tresses be;

Apples of paradise thy temples are,

And thy deep eyes were lent thee by the sea.

Thou hast arched brows and dark, dark eyes, my love;

Peerless art thou among earth’s countless girls.

Thine eyelashes are arrows to my heart;

Thy mouth is a moist tulip, full of pearls.

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Nahabed Koutchak (died 1592) Armenia

Translated by Alice Stone Blackwell

Source: Armenian House