“One Day”, Hovhannes Grigoryan (translated by Tathev Simonyan)

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text id: One day, on a cloudy Monday morning,when I grow tired of waiting for you,I’ll board the first boat that comes along andleave this clouded world,where no one loves me anymore. One day,especially on an early Monday morning,ALTtext id: I’ll take the first train that comes along andleave, disheartened by how every Sundayis inevitably followed by Monday, with its grayand early mornings, when standing by the windowyou wonder, “What’s the point of shaving”,ALTtext id: since, on the first plane that comes along, you’ll be leavingthis world brimmed with Mondays,where no one loves you anymore.ALT

“One Day”, Hovhannes Grigoryan (translated by Tathev Simonyan)


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Published on October 30, 2024 04:38
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