The earnest throbbings of my heart
O’erflood this page, then upward fly,
Where my dear country’s fame unfolds
Like golden banners in the sky.
Deep-rooted in my native soil,
I stand beneath my native sky.
No other land can give me life
If my abandons me to die.
My country’s light shines ever bright,
Beams flow o’er me like flakes of snow.
I’ve never wished to live beyond
Her beauty’s soil-inspiring glow.
O let my words of fire ascend
The heavens majestic song.
Let my rhymes flow in lofty yerse,
And swell like unchained torrents strong.
The time has come to me to sing,
I gathered all these flowers, see!
With carven ornament I deck
The glory of a new K’art’li.
My heart has found its light at last.
My eyes see K’art’li glorified;
My bossom thrills for my sweet land,
And to her do I sing in pride.
(Giorgi Leonidze)
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