Love Song

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.


He was an Armenian poet, who lived in the latter part of the 15th century.

Although he wrote only love songs, he is revered as a saint, and his grave near Van is a place of pilgrimage.