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'I AM HIDING IN NAGORNY KARABAKH' (VIDEO)
epress.am
12.09.2011
Perhaps the most interesting piece to emerge amid ongoing negotiations
over the disputed Republic of Nagorno-Karabakh is this video - though
now 4 years old but recently shared by ArtsakhNews.am.
The video is a music video of the song "Nagorny Karabakh" by
German post-industrial band Einsturzende Neubaute ("Collapsing New
Buildings").
As noted in the Epress.am blog, listening to the song till the end,
you won't hear a word about the principle of territorial integrity
or the right to people's self-determination. The lyrics follow the
video below.
The town lies under mist I am up on my mountain in my black garden
squeezed in between the heavens in the enclave of my choice where I
am hiding in Nagorny Karabakh
Once deep forests mountain chains, maybe ice a brass-yellow sun
perpetrates a paradise my sys- or diastole and between them the
moment borne by the birds about their business here in the enclave
of my heart where I lose myself in Nagorny Karabakh
I climb down the mountain enter one or another valley flying flags
of every colour in Mount Karabakh
Two large black ravens devouring the plums in the tree I wonder if
the other city cares for me...
In the enclave of my choice where I am hiding in Nagorny Karabakh
Come and pay me a visit I have unlimited time and the view is most
lovely over the clouds and the town in Nagorny Karabakh Nagorny
Karabakh Nagorny Karabakh
From: A. Papazian
epress.am
12.09.2011
Perhaps the most interesting piece to emerge amid ongoing negotiations
over the disputed Republic of Nagorno-Karabakh is this video - though
now 4 years old but recently shared by ArtsakhNews.am.
The video is a music video of the song "Nagorny Karabakh" by
German post-industrial band Einsturzende Neubaute ("Collapsing New
Buildings").
As noted in the Epress.am blog, listening to the song till the end,
you won't hear a word about the principle of territorial integrity
or the right to people's self-determination. The lyrics follow the
video below.
The town lies under mist I am up on my mountain in my black garden
squeezed in between the heavens in the enclave of my choice where I
am hiding in Nagorny Karabakh
Once deep forests mountain chains, maybe ice a brass-yellow sun
perpetrates a paradise my sys- or diastole and between them the
moment borne by the birds about their business here in the enclave
of my heart where I lose myself in Nagorny Karabakh
I climb down the mountain enter one or another valley flying flags
of every colour in Mount Karabakh
Two large black ravens devouring the plums in the tree I wonder if
the other city cares for me...
In the enclave of my choice where I am hiding in Nagorny Karabakh
Come and pay me a visit I have unlimited time and the view is most
lovely over the clouds and the town in Nagorny Karabakh Nagorny
Karabakh Nagorny Karabakh
From: A. Papazian