Текст песни Эдуард Мгер - Свидетель-Арарат

Do you know what it means to the wound,
What groans of the earth?
He is born with this pain,
To live, to breathe doomed
We grew up with the tragedy ...

Do not cry, the wise old grandfather, nor my cry!
There tvoe- not yours!
Do not look into the distance!

Our blood is full of resentment
And our prayer - crying!
Our ancestors slept uneasily
And do not sleep, they may
Indeed, in the last moment of their lives
He closed his eyes executioner.

We broke so many years
and no one responded.
Why is my great-grandfather, grandfather,
With this pain, this wound
I leave this world ...

But we are many, we are one!
As grandparents - we neslomimy!
More in the hearts of rancor, no!
Just a pity that their children
We can not give an answer

Do not cry, my grandfather was not a strong cry
It is not easy without you, without me
My land is my land ... ...