Текст песни Aluda Qetelauri - bindi chamowva

Twilight fell on top of Arkhot,
There are hunters on the banks of Khadu;
In the mountains, they run thunder,
And in my race, follow the breeze.

The Shatili Mountains are standing by,
Clouds are black;
Ehul is a cross of Khakhmati,
The sword of Torghava was oxidized.

But someday there will be a door,
Pshav-Khevsuris are still fighting;
Goodman and Lashari's son,
The past will be remembered with song