Like The Sun You Blessed Me, Love

Life is over, when I’m dead, But love goes on after me, Now I know about myself, That I’m child of destiny. Many times I heard the sound Of the dreamful melody, Every time I looked around And saw none but tragedy. After that I thirsted you, Like the monk wishes distant sky, Just look [...]

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Who I Am

I’m the nice song you sing, I’m the living word you read, I’m the air, you breathe And soul, which gives you live. 1999 Tbilisi, Georgia

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Prayer To A Golden Sun

I always tried to find myself, Because I knew, I’d find you than, I knew, it would be difficult To walk the way, immortals chose.. Life is hard, it’s game of dark, True’s my sword, I have to fight!… I don’t afraid, when I feel you, That time my wounds are quite cured. You look [...]

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* * *

Thinking that, all thinks-life’s easy, That’s a merry feast, I can’t imagine-you think same, Because you’re part of me. 11th October, 1999 Tbilisi, Georgia

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I Wait For You

I wait for you As you don’t know How hard I feel myself, My love is dying Without you, It only needs your help. It’s like the rose Without the Sun, Wilting in the field. It’s like the soul Out of heaven- Truly missing thee. My love is locked In cruel castle, It waits, when [...]

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O, Georgia

You are the only place on Earth, Where we are happy from birth. You are the place like paradise, I love you, you’re country of mine. Once you were strong and bright, Once you were great and light, But it was the time, When you had your rights. I hope, you will be fine And [...]

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I Was There

I was in the world, where everyone is in peace, I can’t say a word, but I think it freely, I thought, that I flew like a bee, If I could stay there, I should agree. But why the people can’t do that, If they have good ideas in theid heads? Because most of them [...]

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(If I Come to you)

If I Come to you, I shall end this way, Believe me, it’s true: I don’t want to go away. It seems, that I must Believe you and trust, That you are butterfly And you must get the Skies. 28th April, 1998 Tbilisi, Georgia

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My Soul’s Wish at Night

I want to drive a horse And not to cry of course, I want to count an hour And not to see the power, Because it is so cruel, That people are so poor. I want to prove the world, That people can do more, But they make things badly, That’s why I’m unhappy. I [...]

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