Poetry
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Akaki Tsereteli – Dawn
In pensive thought the Holy MountUpon the star of morn does gaze,As o’er the valiant hero’s graveThe star sheds soft…
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Akaki Tsereteli – Spring
The swallow twittered, shrill and gay,-Arriving from across the main.“This spring!’ ‘This spring!” it called to me;My heart with hope…
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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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