Текст песни TSU GORDELA - akvavebula aragvze deka

Deca is flourishing on Aragvi, the fog floats on the mountain - the mountain, the melancholy daughter of Pshavli, Emag with honey-colored eyes, taught me melancholy. Neta will not kiss me when I visit you in the prison? They are with you, they are with you, they are with you. I will make these caravans and rocky paths into a kent, so let me be your mountain, let us climb the mountains together. And if, because of you, the daughter of Pshavli, you cut my brother with a sword, Neta saw how you mourn the sad voice of mourning.