Literature
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Akaki Tsereteli – Salamuri
O where are you, my sylvan reed,Whose notes of sadness sweetly ring;And over the heart of Georgia’s son‘Neath northern skies…
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Akaki Tsereteli – Gamzrdeli
A tiny hut that seems to beFrom far away a swallows nestStands high upon a mountain steep;And nestles closely to…
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Akaki Tsereteli – Suliko
“In vain I sought my loved one’s grave;Despair plunged me in deepest woe.Overwhelmed with bursting sobs I cried:O where are…
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Vazha Pshavela – I hate you – I love you
I hate you because, why are you powerlesswith strong arm and weeping faceand your fate, fate black fatewhy shrouded always…
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Vazha Pshavela – “I feel like singing and I sing”
I feel like singing and I sing,‐I have three wounds on my heart:thinking about the past troubles me,There’s nothing given…
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Vazha Pshavela – Despair
Beneath the shade of a beech tree highIn solitude a violet grew.It wished to woo the sunbeams goldAnd lure them…
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Vazha Pshavela – Elegy
O heart, in dreams I behold thee,In toils of despair and of pain.Thy throbbings are wrung by emotionsThat torture the…
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Vazha Pshavela – The Eagle
In haughty pride, though wounded sore,An eagle fought the raven-crow.The bird in desperation stroveTo rise but fell in frenzied woe.His…
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Vazha Pshavela – A Song
Once there bloomed upon a meadowRoses, violets, flow’rs of grace.The gods from urns poured nectared beautyOn the meadow’s up-turned face.Hanging…
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Vazha Pshavela – A Song
Beyond the river dark thou art.Between us rushing waters flow.There is no bridge, no boat have we,Nor wings to cross…
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