Ахаҳә инахьылшьуеит лнапы...оо илашауеит, Her hand caresses the gravestone, it shines Ан игәаҟуа, иҭахаз лҧа ибжьы: The grieving mother hears her fallen son's voice: “Оо баангыл, сан блаҕырӡ аанқыл. Stop, mother, stop your tears Ҧхыӡла избоит, бгәаҟрақәа збоит. In my soul I can see, I know you're grieving
Еиҭаҳәара (refrain): Бымшәан! бымгәырҩан, иҭам ҳәа сыҧсы. Don't be afraid, don't grieve as though I'm dead Ихадоу дыр, сыҟоуп, избанзар; иҟоуп Аҧсны. Know that it's not true, because I'm alive; Abkhazia lives. Бхәыцуа бымтәан, бымгәырҩан, иҭам ҳәа сыҧсы Don't sit lost in thought, don't grieve, as though I'm dead Сыҟоуп саргьы наӡаӡа, избанзар; иҟоуп Аҧсны. I too will live forever, because Abkhazia lives.
Ахаҳә хьшәашәа илзынхаз лгәыдылқлеит..оо илаҳауооит The cold gravestone, the son's request embraces (?). She hears Лҧа игәеисыбжь; еиҳа-еиҳа...иҕәҕәахоут. Her son's heartbeat: eiha-eiha...She gets up. “Оо баангыл, сан; блаҕырӡ аанқыл. Oh, mother, stop, stop your tears Ҧхыӡла избоит, бгәаҟрақәа збоит. I can see in my soul, I know that you're hurting
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Бхәыцуа бымтәан, Бымгәырҩан, иҭам ҳәа сыҧсы. Don't sit lost in thought, don't grieve as though I'm dead Сыҟоуп сара наӡаӡа, избанзар; иҟоуп Аҧсынра. I too will live forever, because Abkhazia lives.