Aghtamar(Every night the boy without a boat in the dark makes his way to a small island. He makes his way through the waves directed by the light.Every night the Tamar is waiting for her love with light in her arms. She waiting him…her love… And tomorrow the light will signal…signal for love…signal promise..everything will be the same…she will wait him with light in her arms. But some jealous people open their secret and put down the light and the boy lost the way. The water brought the dead body to ashore and his dead lips said” Agh, Tamar” Since that time the place is called Aghtamar…)