Lyrics Sahak Sahakyan - Diarbeqru Qochari

Enough boy, stop crying,
The Armenian sky is cloudy, it is cloudy,
If you cry a lot, admire you,
Gel gika eats grandpa.

Come on, let's play kochar,
Diarbekr khorotik, sweet kochar,
If I's a baby, I'll throw in the towel,
Go upstairs, don't do anything, don't do anything.

My granddaughter today and tomorrow
Bekher kelnin kolrvin, kolrvin,
Let your grandfather's enemies see
And molrvin, molrvin, molrvin.

When the day comes, we will take the horse out,
Tie your arms, go to the dry Khnus,
One day I will bring a skinny boy to my eyes,
That your grandson became a hope for the nation's pain,
Hope for weapons, hope for weapons.