Jelena Tomasevic: Oh My Lord, it’s time to pray, When the new sun shines, make hay, Save my land from deserts day Call the oceans, snow will melt away
Sirusho: Aghothir kapuyt yerkink Aghothir dashti tzaghik Vor el tsav tchlini Vor anhog jpta mankik
Boaz Mauda: Uri, boi el beitenu / Wake up, come to hour homes Kinsharim porsim yadenu / As eagles we spread our hands Meleim bezamir uvechol hatov / Filled with nightingales and all that is good
Sirusho: ժպտա մանկիկ | jpta mankik
Sirusho: Oh My Lord, it’s time to pray, When the new sun shines, make hay, Save my land from deserts day Call the oceans, snow will melt away
Jelena Tomasevic: Za nas, srce Boga moli, Da je mir i da nas vodi
Sirusho: Hayr mer aghothum em Makrir hogin amboghj tcharits
Boaz Mauda: Uri, boi el beitenu Kinsharim porsim yadenu
Sirusho: Hayr mer aghothum em Makrir hogin amboghj tcharits
Jelena Tomasevic: Cisto srce Boga moli, Da je mir i da nas vodi Pogledaj, spasi nas Sve ovo je raj
Sirusho: Save my land from deserts … Call the ocean, snow will melt away
Boaz Mauda: Ma nau atsei hazait Cmo bsamim, atuf habait Bat nadiv, yafat einayim Ve'ashir lach bekol