Текст песни Kartuli - Akvavebula Aragvze deka

Deka flourished on Aragvi, the fog floated mountain - mountain, melancholy taught me the daughter of Pshavli, Emag honey-colored eyes. Will you come to the prison to visit me, Neta? The circle with you is a thirsty woman, the presence of a thief with you. Rise these cliffs and rocky trails to Kent, let me be your go-to, cross the mountains together. And if, because of you, Pshavli's daughter, you were cut on the sword by your brothers, Neta saw how you mourn the sad voice of mourning.