Hačaturjanu (Արամ Խաչատրյան, 1903-1978)

niko ne zna pisati muziku kao Aram

jutrom, kad se kurdska mlada umiva

ta muzika tuče vodom preko lica

i sluti krv i sluti nesreću

niko ne zna pisati muziku kao Aram

u sumrak, kada mladi Mongol konačno ustavi konja

ta muzika para grlo kao slano meso ispod sedla

i sluti pobjedu i sluti slavu

niko ne zna pisati kao vjetrovi u stepi

i niko neće čuti ono što Aramu ispričaše

o perzijskim instrumentima na ruskome drvetu

i o ehu i o duhu u crnim armenskim špiljama

niko ne zna pisati muziku kao Aram

i niko je nije pisao tako daleko na Sjeveru

gdje grobalja u ledu nema

i gdje još uvijek sluti na ravnu Zemlju

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