Armeniya ya, strana armyan!

Nazivayus ya Ayastan!

Gori moi vznosyatsya v vis,

Krepost moya sedoy Masis.

Mezh gorami xolmi lesov,

Soblaznyayut skloni vesnoy,

Chto vershina, bespechno tam,

Ukrashaet drevneyshiy xram.

Izumrudi lesa moi,

Grustno poyut zdes solovi,

I toskuyut vechno oni,

Po ushedshim ptincam svoim.

Vodi moi rozhdaet sneg,

Nasishchaya ozer i rek,

A v ushchelyax byutsya klyuchi

V nix zhe moet solnce luchi.

Starinniy kray, Armeniya ya!

Gostepriimna zemlya moya,

Vot Ararat, na sklone sneg

Prichalil zdes Noev kovcheg.

V protyazhenii mnogix vekov

Procvetal zdes torgomov dom,

I svobodoy venchalsya vnov

Narod Ayka, prolivshiy krov.

Armeniya ya, uznal i Bel,

Chto xrabrecov ya kolibel,

A v sasunskix gorax pover

Sili cherpal Aryuc Mger.

Svyatoy Vardan srazhalsya zdes,

V bitvax moyu, spasaya chest,

A geroev vsex imena

Pomnyu vsegda s gordostyu ya.

Xristianskaya Armeniya ya!

Ternoviy put, sudba moya,

Svyatoy Grigor otkril mne svet

Izbaviv nas ot mnogix bed.

Svoim pismom Mashtoc Svyatoy

Odushevil yazik rodnoy,

Gde bessilen geroya mech,

Spas on perom rodnuyu rech.

Proshli veka. Bila vesna.

Prosnulis vse cveti ot sna,

No vechnim snom legli mechti,

Deti moi slovno cveti.

Krov prolilas togda spolna,

Umolkli v cerkvyax kolokola,

V mukax ada moy Komitas

Kak svet ochey moix pogas.

Armeniya ya, znayte menya!

Trexcvetniy flag – gordost moya,

Simvol strani starinniy gerb,

Ukrashayut orel i lev.

Poslushay, kak igraet gimn,

V nem betsya moy serdechniy ritm,

V etix zvukax zhivet moy dux,

Detey moix, leleya slux.

Armeniya ya, pomni menya!

Gde bi ni bil, moe ditya,

Zabludishsya sudboy manya,

Zovom dushi, zhdu ya tebya.

Cvetushchiy ray Armeniya ya!

Vechnoy zhizni taynu xranya,

Veroy v serdce zhila v veka

I budu zhit na veki ya!

14.11.2010 g.