owr champ`ek`n en molorvowm
owr shoghowm en khaghoghi mej gininere anapak
ch`or lavashov li marhan e
zngown zang e zndani: aragats
kilikia: hayastane yarkhowshta e
ants`yalowm korats tsover
hayastane ink`nowt`yown e
sowrb mashtots` e ow narek
mets hayk` ow kilikia: hayastane noravank` e
or enkan erkri hamar: hayastane erewan e
och` verj owni: armenia is a country where the roads get lost
friends gather together around a khorovats fire
armenia is a country where the autumn is serene and warm
and pure wines shine in grapes
armenia is a land of fruits
a cellar full of dry lavash
a ringing thump of an anvil
which you long for when you're defeated or when you're a victorious hero
an unquenchable maternal longing
armenia is tigran the great
fidayi martyrs that fell for the sake of the country
armenia is a history that has no beginning