Ode to the Arrival of Spring (Lyrics by Nikol Pashinyan, music by Mher Manukyan)
Ode to the Arrival of Spring (video clip by HIMA)
Lyrics in English
ODE TO THE ARRIVAL OF SPRING
Bonfires of freedom, in the city of freedom,
Multitudes of warm fists, confronting the stinging cold,
We’ve been born in the springtime, spring is what we’ve sown
Our crop is bountiful, already: “At once, at once, at once.”
Those are our wounds singing, pining for the fatherland,
We have shamed our Stone [foundation], lost it inadvertently,
But spring is coming, and again we are blooming,
The spirit of dancing has taken us, already: “At once, at once, at once.”
Tents of brotherhood, in the warm bosom of Tumanian,
Day will not break today, daybreak’s twilight will linger on,
They chop our hope to pieces, they wound our spirits,
We have risen in revolt, already: “At once, at once, at once.”
Human barricades, the collision of spirit and fear,
The bullets behave toward us like a long-missed brother,
The hearts of eight brothers no longer beat,
The martyrs gasp, “Now, now, now.”
In the maw of the prisons struggles our living breath,
Our voice cannot be chained, our song will not die,
On the street of freedom are there unwavering warriors,
“Struggle, struggle, until the end”: “At once, at once, at once.”
Translated from Armenian by Armenaker Kamilion
