The hills of Georgia greet the gloomy night
And the Aragva roars beneath me.
I feel so sad and free; my sorrow's bright;
It's overfilled with you, believe me,
With you, and only you... My melancholy
Is undisturbed and peaceful today,
My heart now burns anew and loves in folly,
And all because it knows no other way.
На холмах Грузии лежит ночная мгла;
Шумит Арагва предо мною.
Мне грустно и легко; печаль моя светла;
Печаль моя полна тобою,
Тобой, одной тобой… Унынья моего
Ничто не мучит, не тревожит,
И сердце вновь горит и любит — оттого,
Что не любить оно не может.
«You’re always enigmatic and new, / And I am ready to serve your desire, / But the love that I’m getting from you / Is a trial by iron and fire. You don’t allow me to smile or sing, / You’ve forbid me to pray long ago. / And I’m glad to lose everything / Just so long as you don...»
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«When at night I’m waiting her arrival, / Life, it seems, is hanging by a thread. / Glory, youth and freedom cannot rival / The joy she brings me, with a flute in hand. She enters, and before I can discern her, / She stares at me with an attentive eye. / “Were you”, I ask, “the cau...»
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