Oor es mayr eem kaghtsur yev anoush, ser dznogheet zees ayreh.

Oor es mayr eem kaghtsur yev anoush, ser dznogheet zees ayreh.

Lutsan ack eem tarun ardasvok, voch zok ouneem vor srpeh.

Tchour khntretsee, katsakh arpee hanoreenats tseraneh.

And here is the translation:
Where are you my most sweet mother? Your motherly love do I seek fervently.

My eyes are full of bitter tears, I have nobody to wipe them off.

I asked for a drink of water, but the wicked gave me vinegar instead.