NOTE: 21

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Mountain, O mountain! I am the flower of the mountains. *Jān, jān!* [O dear!] I am Levon’s [little] sister. I came out from the church door, I came forth glowing like the sun. I will not call that mountain a mountain, I will not call that wicked lad [my] beloved. [If] he was not going to take me [in marriage], let him not take [me]; What then was [all] the talk and chatter for? I have baked bubbling bread; May the ill-speaker be torn to tatters. I am the flower of the mountains; I am Levon’s [little] sister.