Deep in the night
the lantern burns bright,
hanging in heaven on high.
St. Gregory’s lamp, ever ablaze
bans darkness from Armenia’s sky.
Suspended in air,
its light everywhere,
from the altar of Aragats’ peak,
this candle shines forth, ever ablaze,
in a world often somber and bleak,
Fueled by pure tears
of saints through the years
beyond reach of men’s sinful hands,
untouched by fierce winds, ever ablaze,
breath of dragons it even withstands.
When darkness descends
and terror upends
the faith of the weak and the shaken,
this beacon of hope, ever ablaze,
Armenia’s bright souls reawakens.
High in the sky,
like God’s watchful eye,
the torch gives them hope of salvation.
The Enlightener’s lamp, ever ablaze
brings blessings upon this fair nation.
translation – T. Samuelian
