Serj Tankian ft. Larisa Ryan - Ari Im Sokhag HD Video Free Download

From "1915." Watch the movie: www.1915themovie.com / Download the score: www.SerjTankian.com

Directed by Garin Hovannisian

Produced by Garin Hovannisian, Alec Mouhibian, George Tonikian

Cinematography by Leigh Lisbão Underwood, Jon Beanlands, Vahe Terteryan

Edited by Garin Hovannisian

Orchestrated, Produced, Arranged & Performed by Serj Tankian (ilovecoffee BMI)

Vocals by Larisa Ryan and Serj Tankian

Lyrics by Raphael Patkanian

Originally Composed by Barsegh Kanachyan

Bloodvine Media presents a Bloodvine Media & Strongman production a Hovannisian / Mouhibian film "1915"

Simon Abkarian Angela Sarafyan Nikolai Kinski Debra Christofferson with Jim Piddock and Sam Page Casting by Brad Gilmore CSA

Music by Serj Tankian Costume Design by Lauren Oppelt Production Design by Michael Fitzgerald Edited by Paul Forte and Dan Dobi

Director of Photography Leigh Lisbão Underwood Co-Producer Fiona Walsh

Co-Executive Producers Sam Page and Lysa Grigorian Executive Producer Raffi K. Hovannisian

Produced by Garin K. Hovannisian Alec Mouhibian Terry Leonard

Written and Directed by Garin K. Hovannisian & Alec Mouhibian

Comments

7 years ago

LIAN LIAN

7 years ago

zilexxEU

rough translation:Come, my nightingale, let the garden ours, Bring teghis Eyes poems sleep. But her weeping, thou nightingale, do not come, My son chuze chorister become

7 years ago

Wladimir Omelyanchuk

Can somebody translate the lyrics into english? :)

7 years ago

Alex yosha

все больше и больше серж углубляется в свои армянские корни

7 years ago

Albert Ananyan

TRANSLATION Come, nightingale, leave our garden,With your songs bring sleep to my son's eyes;But now he cries, don't come, nightingale,My child doesn't wish to be a deacon.Come, monk-child, let hill and valleyRock my son, he's in need of sleep;But now he cries, don't come, O monk-child,My child doesn't with to be a monk.Turtledove, leave your young and your nest,And with your cooing bring gentle sleep to my son;But now he cries, don't come, O turtledove,My son doesn't wish to be a mourner.Magpie, silver-loving, thieving, clever one,Bring sleep to my son with a story of profit;But now he cries, don't come, magpie,My son doesn't wish to be a dealer.Come, brave falcon, quit your prey,Maybe my son will favor your song...When the falcon appeared my son fell still,And slept to the sound of battle songs.

7 years ago

24 april 1915 - 2015

Merci - Շնորհակալություն - Thank you - спасибо - Gratias - شكرا - teşekkür ederim - ευχαριστώ - متشکرم - Sipas - Danke - მადლობა - Grazie - תודה ...

7 years ago

mch12311969

The words are lost on me, but the meaning is not; beautiful song and video

7 years ago

Nona Vardanyan

Hianali katarum erani bolor ergern ayspisin liner

7 years ago

Darth Ingvar

you"re grateful!

7 years ago

Bam Bino

Very Good

7 years ago

LordWalterConch

Hermosa canción y película... el final fue tan hermoso, inesperado y dramático :'C la recomiendo... la lagrimita corre al final

7 years ago

babri OB

hermoso

7 years ago

Jelena Djoric

Don't understand a word, but music has her universal language that we all get. Love from Serbia.

7 years ago

Samantha Wu

I keep coming back to this. This is hauntingly, skin-chillingly beautiful.

7 years ago

4- 20

cant understand a single word, but the passion is conveyed clearly

7 years ago

Alex :3

:O hermoso salu2 desde chile :3