Lévon minassian : the maestro of doudouk

www.levonminassian.com
www.myspace.com/doudoukbylevon
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Your music is a language
From the depths of time,
An eternal message
Carried on the wind.

Duduk - divine breath
On our waiting hearts
You hang the hope of our forefathers
And the roots of our tears.

The mysterious sounds
Imprisoned in your wood
Escape like prayers
Echoes of our faith.

Duduk - wild flute
Your never-ending cry
Is alike a potent brew
That banishes oblivion...

Missak Medzarentz