You gave my life many a color
my life without you was so much smaller.
You are a flower growing in my heart,
the flower of love that bloomed right from the start.
This feeling of endless bliss I never want to fall apart.
You colored my life with beautiful shades and hues
taking away all my previous aches and blues.
You colored my life with caring and love
and my heart is yours now, my precious dove.
You colored my life,
Don’t ask meWhat you know is trueDon’t have to tell youI love your precious heart
Oh My Darling Clementine – Love this song. Everyone finds the song really dark, but I find it very comforting. I think this song has some psychic significant to my life. Don’t know why. This song shouldn’t be my favorite song. I am dedicating this song to my cousins child of 12 years old who is preparing himself to go to the hospital. “We must embrace pain and burn it as fuel for our journey.”
Mihran Kalaydjian his Musical Band Playing Noritz Karoun – Spin Your Cotton in Boston, Massachusetts
The Lyrics:
Once spring comes spring unmatched.
Again I saw my lovely yar.
Were wearing red, rose like a varnam.
Cheyrani like mountains come and passed;
I give you one, it’s forgotten.
Tan mazerd you unroll your back yar.
I smile to your lips shine yar,
Times vain of blows, upper lips.
Cheyrani like mountains come and passed;
I give you one, it’s forgotten.
You are beautiful in the world who makes you smile.
I did not datarkun, in conversation,
I think you’re the ones crying, and you do not look yar.
Cheyrani like mountains come and passed;
I give you one, it’s forgotten.
Mihran Kalaydjian Playing Cherished Moments
I walk on the sand, Colored corals crunch under my bare feet,
the waves crash in distance and the wind whistles your name,
I think of you, I think of our times, when you were so close to me,
when our passion lit a hot bonfire of never ending flames.
I think of your voice, your whispers through my lonely nights,
I think of the many times you told me ,that you’ll always be here,
You will never go away and I still remember your honeyed Words
to cherish what we have, I still think of the time, you whispered
Passion is not forever, and I replied in my soft voice ,’OUR PASSION NEVER DIES’.
How wrong I was, and how right you were, Now I Know, that you
were right,Now,that you are gone, Now, that you are not here with me.