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We are few, yes, but we bear this name.
We know the ache of wounds not yet healed,
And still can leap with joy again.
Stand beside a friend, resist the foe,
And repay one kindness tenfold.
We know how to love ourselves fiercely,
While honoring all the rest.
We are here, we will remain, we will grow.
Нас мало, но армянами зовут; мы не считаем себя выше прочих.
Мы просто знаем: есть у нас Арарат,

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