Of sad expectation
The end comes by itself
...this expectation also will be ended
You'll be back, you'll be back but when?
...this expectation also will be ended
You'll be back, you'll be back but when?
The wind is singing, the lyre is shouting
And the silence is whispering to me: “She's here!”
...She's here! – says the river Mtkvari
The heart is shouting from heart's place: “She's here”.
...She's here! – says the river Mtkvari
The heart is shouting from heart's place: “She's here”.