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THE HARALEZ

I need to go back
To the past
The world of the Haralez
I need to go back
To the past
The land of the Haralez

I need to evoke
The Haralez
And thousands of fairy tales
I need to engender
Fake dreams
Unreachable moons

I will unleash the Haralez
In the world of my old loves
I will release the Haralez
In the canyons of the echoes

I need to remain
On the old scenes
Of the battlefields
I need to follow at your heels
Be in the chaos of your escapes

I need to hunt
The Haralez
In the depths of forests
I need to discover
Old secrets
In the realm of myths

I will unleash the Haralez
In the prisons of my old sorrows
I will release the Haralez
In my stagnant seas

In the world of my old loves
In the prisons of my old sorrows
In the canyons of my echoes
In my stagnant seas
There is nothing but you
There is nothing but you

But today in my arms
You are almost dead almost a corpse
And today in my book
You are a little present and too absent

The Haralez must lick you and lick
The Haralez must lick you and lick

I need to go back
To the past
The world where myths still live
I need to go back
To the past
The world where the Haralez still live

*Aralez or Haralez:
the ancient Armenians believed in the existence of these dog-like creatures, which had the power to revive the fallen hero by licking his wounds.