Obolze

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Mart’odmart’o zis oboli

Zis da kvitinebs mts’areda

Mama shin ar hqavs sabralos

Dats gamosvlia agrea

Guli eleva sabralos

Disa da mamis lodinshi

/Verts k’ari chaouk’et’ia

Verts chats’olila loginshi/

Ghame mtvare katkatebs

Pinia hqepavs k’arzeda

/Shin k’i p’at’ara obolsa

Tsremli chamozdis tvalzeda/

Rom daighleba t’irilit

Da jdoma maets’qineba

/K’aris ts’in parat’unebze

Mits’veba miedzineba/

Dedasa khedavs sizmarshi

Ghimili mozdis p’irzeda

/K’abis ghils ukhsnis dedik’os

K’otsnis da ek’vris jinzeda/

Sad damemale, sad ts’akhval

Vistan iqavi dedao

Sami ghamia mshieri

Vidzineb zedizedao

Idzine shvilo, idzine

Idzine t’k’bili dzilita

/Ts’qnarad guldamshvidebulsa

Shen gageghvidzos dilita/

Tskhadad ver nakhav dedasa

Ver chaek’vrebi ubeshi

Guli k’vlav agit’irdeba

Magram tsremlia nugeshi

Translation:

The Orphan

The orphan sits alone

He sits and cries bitterly

Poor boy, his father is not home

His sister has gone out as well

In waiting for his father and sister

His heart is wasted

He doesn’t close the doors

He doesn’t lay down in bed

It’s night and the moon shines white

A dog barks at the door

And inside is the small orphan

With tears falling from his eyes

When he tires of crying

And is bored of sitting

He lies in front of the door

Until he falls asleep

He sees his mother in a dream

A smile comes to his face

He opens his mom’s dress

And kisses her

Where have you gone? Where did you hide?  

Who were you with, Mom?

It has been four days that

I am going to sleep hungry

Sleep my child, sleep

Sleep with sweet dreams

Quietly, calmly, peacefully

You will wake up in the morning

Obviously you find Mother

You won’t be able to embrace her

Your heart again will cry

But know that tears are consolation