Ciamanto

Lyrics

(Vordegh enk?)

Amare yekav, davai helnenk
Arite lav e, marmine sagh e,
Aryune daghum, chamadan danum,
Samalyot nsdenk, me pek kstenk!

Los-um toghnenk mer tsavere
Meknenk mairenik mer hoghere
Mer Hayutyune hasdadenk,
Mer Zhoghovurti hed kef anenk!

Urakhanank, jghaynanank, hbardanank,
Angam el latsenk.
Makur ote shunch kashenk,
Bdughnere hamdes anenk!

Hey Jan Akhper, Hey Jan Akhper,
Tsare hed ber, mer armadner,
Hayastan Amur Bahenk,
Knkoush Barenk!

Sbyurk u Deghatsi Miaban,
Drsits hed gank, hzoranank,
Hye Hokin ashkhouzh bahenk,
Knkoush Barenk!

Vochkhar madagh, janid madagh,
Yerevanits Gharabagh.
Kaghakum Volga, gyughum Viliz
Yergum Barum Rabiz Rabiz!

Pedro Zarokyane seghan a ktsel
Hrametsek, barov ek yekel
Sovet Akhper, Harazadner,
Khnaminer, Hargeliner!

Jahelner, Inch ek khndum?
Taxi Varord, Khi es Borum?
Kshi degh hasnenk, Valod Dadash.
Ba Khi es vrazum… Hayastanum Zham Chka!

Khanut enk Mdel, Babiros arnel,
Avon a Khosum, dzaine chi lsvum.
Barbare darber, Tehranits yekel,
Khanutban borum, “Hekyat es badmum?”
Kaghakavari, nakhamartvari, Tooti Araghe janed sagh bahi.

Parskasndanits Hyur enk Berel.
Halebtsinere hos nsdats en, kavarstinere kesh khmats en
Datevtsinere khorovats knen.

Kaif enk anum, kriv enk anum, me bek el ksti, tsave ked ani.
Dandagh kshi, guy’n ekav,
Aper ba hoor es vrazum, Hayastanum Zham Chka!

Badrasd kail araj, haghtanaki dasht.
Pailun abagan e mere, Yek Veradarnank!

(English Translation)


Where we at?

Summer is here, c’mon, let’s go.
It’s a good opportunity, I’m feeling good,
I’m heating up, pack a suitcase,
Get on the aeroplane, let’s take a (vodka) shot!

Let’s leave our worries in LA
Head to the motherland, Terra Armenia,
Strengthen our bond and culture,
Let’s party with our people!

Get happy, get angry, get proud,
Sometimes shed a tear.
Breathe in the clean air, Taste the fresh fruits.

Hey dear brother, hey dear brother,
Bring the roots back to the mother tree.
Let’s keep our country strong, sweet dance!

Diasporans and native Armenians reunite!
Let’s come back from abroad, get stronger together,
Rekindle the Armenian spirit
Sweet dance!



Lamb of God, I swear by you,
From Yerevan to Karabagh.
Volga (sedan) in the city, Wilys (jeep) in the village,
Dancing, singing, Rabiz folk style!

Pedro Zarokian invites us over,
Welcome, make yourselves at home! Soviet brothers, extended family, in-laws, dignitaries!

“Youthful friends, what’s so funny?”
“Taxi driver, why are you yelling? Drive faster Uncle Valod, we gotta be somewhere.”
“O’ Brother, Why are you in a hurry? In Armenia, there is No Time!”

-Shant what do you mean when you say, in Armenia, there is No Time?
-Well, I guess it means there is a lot of time, or that people are never on time😊
-What are you saying then, is there No Time or is there A lot of Time?
-I don’t know… both, I guess!
-Ah, you’ve got it all mixed up.
-What can I say!
-Wait, let me get this straight: so you mean to say No Time, meaning everyone’s always in a hurry?
-Yes, Exactly!
-Ah, you’re all mixed up, you don’t even know what you’re saying! …Give me a cigarette then, you gave me a headache!
-I don’t have one, let’s step into this store here.

At the store to pick up smokes,
Avo greets the storekeeper, he speaks slowly and softly,
His accent is different, just arrived from Tehran.
Storekeeper yells, “Speak Up! Are you telling a story?”
Civilized, Neanderthal-wise, Mulberry vodka will keep you alive!

We have guests over from Persia, Halebtsis from Lebanon,
the Gavartsis are drunk again, and the Datevatsis are cooking up a feast!

We’re partying, laughing, fighting,
Take another shot, it’ll numb the pain.
But drive slow, the cops are around the corner.
Hey bro, why are you in a hurry? In Armenia, there is No Time!

Ready, Step Forward, March to Victory.
Our future is Bright, let’s come back to the Motherland!



-What, are we done?
-Yup, finito.
-Ah well, good job!
-C’mon let’s go, time’s up.

-Or is it?