Dadek Da Karo Miambe

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Dadek da karo miambe

Ambav pshavis khevisa

Rogor arian mta-k’ldeni

Daqruebulni karisa

Khan ts’qal mch’irdeba diano

Khan qvaviln k’idev qvavilsa

An ts’verni maghlis mtisani

Dabla sit’urpe barisa

/Ik ari kali lamazi

An is rogora mqavisa/

Translation:

Breeze, Sit Down and Tell Me

Breeze, sit down and tell me

The story of the Pshavi¹ Valley

Tell me about the mountains and the rocks

Tell me about the deafening wind

Now water is needed

For the flowers again to bloom

And for the high mountain peak

And the beauty of the plains below

There, is a beautiful woman

How is it that she is mine?

¹A highland in northeast Georgia. Read more about Pshavi here. 

Dak’argul Silamazes Gaumarjos

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Dak’argul silamazes gaumarjos

Dak’argul sevdasa da tsremls

/Qvelaze satsodavkhes gaumarjos

Qvelaze mots’qenil dghes/

Tetrad natev ghames gaumarjos

Ughrublo bilik’sa da gzas

Qvela mtvral sitsotskhles gaumarjos

Qvela gza abneul mgzavrs

Qvela sadghegrdzelos gaumarjos

Jer ar natkvamsa da tkmuls

Qvela mts’ukharebas gaumarjos

Qvelaze dachagrul guls

Karis ts’amokrolvas gaumarjos

Potols gadagdebuls erts

/Kveqnad siqvarulis gachenistvis

Madli movakhsenot ghmerts/

Translation:

Long Live Lost Beauty

Long live¹ lost beauty

Lost sadness and tears

Long live the most sorrowful tree

And the saddest day

Long live the white nights²

Cloudless roads and paths

Long live all drunken life

To all travellers who have lost their way

Long live all of our blessings

Whether spoken or unspoken

Long live all of our mourning

To the most oppressed of hearts

Long live the blowing wind

And the flying leaf

For the creation of love

We thank God mercifully

¹The saying that is used in Georgia while toasting with alcohol is gaumarjos, which means Prosperity or Long life. This song is made up of a series of toasts.

²A sleepless night.

Sait Midikharto Pshavlebo

Sait midikharto pshavlebo

Tskhenkhetkitao rialitao

Lasharisio jvaris droshisa

Samadao shrialitao

Translation:

Where Are You Going, People of Pshavi? 

Where are you going, people of Pshavi?¹

With the raucous sound of horses

With the flag of Lashari’s Cross²

Rustling mercifully 

¹A highland in northeastern Georgia where the singer is from. Read more about Pshavi here.

²Lashari, Also referred to as Lashari's Cross, a sanctuary to Saint George of Lashari.  Located in the northeast highland of Pshavi and famous throughout Georgia, the mountaintop shrine used to be the political and religious center for Pshavs. The festivals of Lasharoba and Tamaroba (the latter referring to Lashari's sister shrine at Tamar-Ghele) are still celebrated every July in Pshavi.  

Vazhk’atsuri Damidia Ghmerttan Pitsi

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Vazhk’atsuri damidia ghmerttan pitsi:

Qovel ts’utas gordas unda vlesavde…

Met’okestan met’okuri brdzola vitsi,

Nu mimt’quvneb, gogov, sheni k’vnesa me.

Shens dzebnashi gza-k’vali rad ameria,

Ts’vimam ristvis gadaretskha pikali,

Varsk’vlavebshi sheni tvali romelia -

Vechurchulo nanat’ri-napikrali.

At’mis qvavils gaabatsebs sheni t’uchi,

Shen suntkvashi ia uts’qlod ikharebs…

Me tu damch’ra, siqvarulma damch’ra gulshi,

Chachokilits shensk’en gadmovikhare.

Tskhens simgherit mivakroleb gashlil gzaze

Mivesalme t’qebs tavi damiknies

Alaverdshi ertkhel moval dgheobaze

Alaverdi shentana var damilie

Shens navalze me vardebi unda vk’ripo

Shav tva-sharbav gza-k’vali rad amirie

Alaverdshi qansts’it moval dgheobaze

Alaverdi shentana var damilie

Translation:

I Bravely Make An Oath

I bravely make an oath:

For every moment I will sharpen my sword

I know how to fight my rivals

Don't betray me girl, you will hear me moan
 

In search of you, the tracks are blurred

Why has the rain cleaned the shale?

Where are your eyes admidst the stars?

How I long to tell someone my thoughts and desires...

Your lips wilt the peach flower

From your breath alone, violets bloom

If I am wounded, it is love that hurt my heart

I will come to you on my knees

I ride my horse in song along the open roads

I greet the forest as it bows to me

I will come to Alaverdi on a holy day

Alaverdi to you,¹ drink for me!

I will pick roses from your path

Black-eyed girl, you’ve really confused me!

I will come to Alaverdi on a holy day with a qantsi²

Alaverdi to you, drink for me!

¹Georgia has a rich and complex feasting culture. When the head of the table, the toastmaster (tamada) says alaverdi shentan'to you, you must elaborate on his toast. 

²A mountain goat horn used as a drinking vessel for special toasts during feasts.

Egre Vgrdznob, Egre Mipikrav

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Egre vgrdznob, egre mipikrav

Avsizmar amikhdebisa

/An t’qvia shamatamashebs

Gamosrolili mt’rebisa/

Anats gamriqavs ch’alaze

Zvavi daghist’nis mtebisa

/Shens natsvlad tsremlebs damaqris

Tselki chanchkeri mtebisa/

Ra deda amit’irdeba

Ra mama daghondebisa

/Shen maints damit’irodi

Chemeber t’anjulo bedisa/

Chems gulshi chemo mnatobo

Mchagvrelo varsk’vlavebisa

Chemsasa gedzakhi ar vitsi

Ikneba gakhde skhvebisa

Ts’akhvedi menats mivdivar

Dro ari gamgzavrebisa

Translation:

So Are My Feelings, So Is My Thought

So are my feelings, so is my thought

That a bad dream will come true

Either a bullet will reach me

Shot by the enemy

Or I will be trapped in a riverbed

By an avalanche in the Dagestani mountains

Instead of your tears, those dropping on me

Will be from the lively mountain waterfall

My mother will cry for me

My father will mourn

I wish you could weep for me

We have suffered the same misfortune

You are a luminary in my heart

More beautiful than the stars

I call you mine, but I don’t know

You may be someone else’s

Go on, for I am leaving too

The time has come for us to depart