Sakvarlis saflavs vedzebdi,
Ver vnakhe dakarguliko,
Gulamoskvnili vtirodi:
"Sada khar, chemo Suliko"!
Ekalshi vardi shevnishne,
Oblad rom amosuliko;
Gulis fanckalit vkitkhavdi:
"Shen khom ara khar, Suliko"
Sulganabuli bulbuli
Fotlebshi mimaluliko.
Mivekhmatkbile chitunas:
"Shen khom ara khar Suliko"
Sheifrtkiala mgosanma,
Kvavils niskarti sheakho,
Chaikvnes-chai chikchika,
Titkos stkva: "diakh, diakho"!
Sakvarlis saflavs vedzebdi,
Ver vnakhe dakarguliko,
Gulamoskvnili vtirodi:
"Sada khar, chemo Suliko"!
Suliko
I was looking for my sweetheart's grave,
but it was hard to find.
For a long time I was worrying and suffering.
Where are you, my Suliko?
I met a rose on my way
when I was searching far away.
"Please, dear rose, give me comfort:
Is Suliko perhaps with you?"
The rose bowed a bit
and widely opened her bud.
Then she softly whispered:
"You must not look for Suliko any longer."
Among the fragrant roses, in the shadow,
a nightingale brightly sang his song.
There I asked the nightingale
where he had hidden Suliko.
Suddenly the little nightingale fell silent
and softly touched the rose with his beak:
"You have found what you are looking for", he said,
"Suliko is sleeping here in eternal slumber."
