I am entering a New Year—but for what new thing
Is my sad heart yearning?
…An enormous wheel,
In spite of my or your wishes, oh, Leader—
Keeps turning round—forever and ever…
And its turns shall be endless… it is all preset—
No more yearning, no more commands—on this planet…
O, everlasting Nirvana, of thee I fantasize—
At the close of my tempestuous, reckless days…
Yeghishe Charents
Dec. 31, 1934 (Night)
Translated by Tatul Sonentz
Tatul Sonentz-Papazian
Tatul Sonentz-Papazian is the former editor of the Armenian Review and director of the ARF and First Republic of Armenia Archives, based in Watertown, Mass. He has been a contributor to the Armenian Weekly for over 50 years. He currently directs the Publications Department of the Armenian Relief Society.
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