I have two houses – locked
 I have two hearts – stopped
 I have two wings – bound
 I have two lords – One God
Play with the string of my soul
 Dance with the beat of my heart
 Sound the bell of my monastery
 Remember that Sayat-Nova.

I saturate with the breath of duduk
 I bear the pain of my soul
 I get blinded by the lies of this world
 I depart poisoned by envy.

They proclaimed me gusan, mockingly
 They took my wounded songs hostage
 The voice of my throat muted
 Conscience of these people vanished.
Play with the string of my soul
 Dance with the beat of my heart
 Sound the bell of my monastery
 Remember that Sayat-Nova.