ივერია-ქართული დიასპორა ჩეხეთში/Gruzínský Krajanský Spolek Iveria

Congratulations on our Georgian Language Day!

′′ Oh my tongue,

Mother tongue,

You our talent,

Running and flying,

You, the great Alamo of our breath,

You, the sweet ointment of us,

You, Kiro, the stones and the kirta of us,

You left me one with Samara's mouth.

Relative to a thousand

To a friend of a thousand,

To the curve and the truth,

The enemies and the brothers

I broke up,

That's it,

Everyone is over,

I say peace to all the dead,

Only you are immortal,

Only you forever,

You - to one of them,

I can't give up on you

As a cabinet of Samari.

If I believed in the sun,

If the sun was burning,

The sweetest of the days

The sweetest moments,

You are the sweetest, language mother,

You bitter lkhino,

Sweet sadness,

You, saying it all,

Don't say it all,

You hero of heroes,

Wise Georgian,

Past monument, look ahead.

They said that I am in the bottom,

In the sky the suspect.

Sometimes - my brush, sometimes - the cutter,

You, the anthem of the cradle,

The tear of Samaris...

Iber language,

Language Tamaris...

You my talent,

Running and flying,

Mother tongue, mother tongue!

Let it fall, maybe everyone's coolness,

Let's hear it, maybe all of you are wild,

Let the dust be put on all the great memories,

May the point of finding the find.

Every seedlings, maybe a thunderstorm will hit,

Every monument, maybe, should be put on its feet,

Only you are the one who is clever,

You turn into an icon,

What a time, what a fall

To your immortal body?

Oh my tongue,

Mother tongue,

You my talent,

Running and flying,

You, the great Alamo of our breath,

You, the sweet ointment of us,

You, Kiro, the stones and the kirta of us,

You to one of them,

I can't give up on you

At the mouth of Samara...


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