The oldest tundra known to man,
Noah's Ararat Mountains thou must traverse,
And walk the streets of today's Yerevan.
O How have the Armenians survived the terrors o' their history,
How could other nations be so beastly cruel,
Did God truly forsake his oldest jewel?
So very Christian have the Armenians proven to be,
Their national pride so deeply entrenched,
Their endurance so plain for all to see,
Yet their inner peace still a total mystery,
From their hands their native lands have been wrenched.
Will now this ancient people, at last, be left to live in peace?
'Til they return to their massacred ones, their earthly ties released.
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