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Anatoli Hovhannisyan, from Six Armenian Poets

The wind has burnt its lips...

The wind has burnt its lips
kissing the ashes,
The hour glass, smashed in the dark,
Has no voice
And its dead nerve
Is a mere thread
Stuck on your dress...