Текст песни Ruben Matevosyan - Dzahord orer

Bad days come and go like winter,
He will not despair, they will have an end, they will come and go.
Bitter pains will not last long,
They come and go as a customer.

Trouble, persecution, tribulation from the nations
How the caravans come and go on the road,
The world is a garden, people are flowers,
How many violets, roses and balms come and go.

Let not the strong boast, neither let the weak grieve,
Variable holes come and go,
The light shines without fear,
The clouds come and go towards the chapel.

The earth cherishes the educated child like a mother,
Uneducated tribes come and go.
The world is a hotel, Jivan, people are guests,
This is how the rule is natural, they come and go.