Текст песни Gor Sujyan - Saro aria

"Daughter, atheist, sit in the tent,"
What are you going out to do?
You have made a troubadour, I do not rest,
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Measuring Cholera,
My sheep are homeless,
I fell in love.

You filled my heart with your love,
You tied my leg with strands of hair.
I can not stand it anymore, I will run away by force,
O girl of the mountain,
Oh beautiful girl,
Oh you blush,
Pooh Anush.

Your father and ours, if they do not give me,
I will pour Arin like a river.
I will fall on the mountains, I will perish
With those eyes,
O sea with eyes,
Your eyebrows are arched
Girl, for you.