Lyrics Ruben Matevosyan - Dzakhord Orere

The adventurous days would come and go like winter,
They will not be discouraged, they will end, they will come and go.
Bitter pains will not last long,
As a client they would come and go.

Tribulation, persecution, and tribulation from the nations
How the caravan of the road would come and go,
The world is special, people are flowers,
How purple, rose balsam would come and go!

Let not the strong boast, nor the weak sad,
Alternate holes come and go,
The sun shines without fear,
The clouds would come and go to the prayer hall.

The earth cherishes a learned child like its mother,
The wicked tribes came and wandered about;
The world is a hotel, Jivan, people are guests,
That's how the rule is natural, they come and go.