Boaz Mauda - Time To Pray

Jelena Tomasevic:
O my Lord, it's time to pray
When a new sun shines, make hay
Save my land from deserts day
Call the oceans, snow will melt away

Sirusho:
Aghothir kapuyt yerkink
Aghothir dashti tzaghik
Vor anhog jpta mankik

Boaz Mauda:
Uri, boi el beitenu
Kinsharim porsim yadenu
Meleim bezamir uvechol hatov

Sirusho:
jpta mankik
Oh My Lord, it's time to pray,
When the new sun shines, make hay,
Save my land from deserts day
Call the oceans, snow will melt away

Jelena Tomasevic:
Za nas, srce Boga moli,
Da je mir i da nas vodi

Sirusho:
Hayr mer aghothum enq
Makrir hogin angoot tcharits

Boaz Mauda:
Uri, boi el beitenu
Kinsharim porsim yadenu

Sirusho:
Hayr mer aghothum enq
Makrir hogin angoot tcharits

Jelena Tomasevic:
Čisto srce Boga moli,
Da je mir i da nas vodi
Pogledaj, spasi nas
Sve boli oteraj

Sirusho:
Save my land from deserts day
Call the ocean, snow will melt away

Boaz Mauda:
Ma nau atsei hazait | How pretty the olive trees have become
Cmo bsamim, atuf habait | Like perfumes, the house is wrapped
Bat nadiv, yafat einayim | Daughter of the generous, with beautifull eyes
Ve'ashir lach bekol | And I'll sing to you out loud