Loosin yelav ensareetz
saree partzaer gadareetz
shegleeg megleeg yeresov
paervetrz kedneen loosnidzov.
Jan a loosin Jan ko loosin
Jan ko gaelor sheg yereseen.
Xavarn arten tchaekatzav
oo el kedneen tchegatzov
oosni loosov halatzvadz
moot amberi metch maenadz.
Jan a losin Jan ko loosin
Jan ko gaelor sheg yereseen. |
The moon has risen over the
hill,
over its summit,
its red, rosy face
brilliantly illuminating the earth.
O dear moon, with your dear light
and your dear round and rosy face.
Before darkness reigned
covering the earth;
but now the light of the moon has chased it away
into the dark clouds.
O dear moon, with your dear light
and your dear round and rosy face. |