Galaktion Tabidze. Momcyurdi exla ise momcyurdi, Vit ubinaos yofna binashi. lamazi lamazi simgera I pine for you now. How I wish you were mine! .......... Tovli ..................................... me Zlier miyvars iisfer Tovlis qalwulebiviT xididan fena. mwuxare grZnoba civi sisovlis da siyvarulis ase moTmena. Zvirfaso! suli mevseba TovliT: dgeebi rbian da me vberdebi! Chems samshobloshi me movvle mxolod udabno lurjad naxaverdebi. oh! aseTia Chemi cxovreba: ianvars moZmed ar veZnelebi, magram me mudam memaxsovreba Sheni TovliviT mkrTali xelebi. Zvirfaso! vxedav... vxedav Shens xelebs, ugonod daxrils TovlTa dafnashi. ielvebs, qreba da kvlav ielvebs Sheni mandili am udabnoshi... amitom miyvars iisfer Tovlis Chveni mdinaris xididan fena, mwuxare grZnoba qrolis, mimovlis da zambaxebis wyebad dawvena. Tovs! aseTi dgis xarebam lurji da dagaluli sizmriT damTova. rogorme zamTars Tu gadavurchi, rogorme qarma Tu mimatova! aris gza, aris neli Tamashi... da Shen midixar marto, sul marTo! me Tovli miyvars, rogorc Shens xmashi erT dros faruli dardi miyvarda! miyvarda mashin, maTrobda mashin mshvidi dgeebis TeTri broleba, mindvris foTlebi Shens dashlil Tmashi da Tmebis qariT gamoqroleba. momwyurdi exla, ise momwyurdi, viT ubinaos — yofna binashi... Tetri tyeebis mimyveba gundi da kvlav marto var me Chems winashe. Tovs! amnair dgis xarebam lurji da dagaluli fifqiT damTova. rogorme zamTars tu gadavurchi! rogorme qarma tu mimatova! .................................... Snow I am vicious with love for the indigo snow Untouched, as it blankets the river. My mad love will undergo every woe, Every wet frigid grief will endure. My darling, my soul is a bottle of snow: I grow old, and the days faster flee. I have traveled my homeland only to know It when it was a velvet blue sea. But I am not troubled. I am winter's kin And this is the life that I know, Yet I will remember forever the skin Of your pale hands embedded in snow. My darling, I still can envision your fingers, In a garland of snow, humbly bent: A glimse of your scarf in the blue desert lingers Disappears, and then glimmers again. And thus my mad love for the indigo snow Untouched, as it blankets the river, It drifts as the grieving winds pivot and flow, It coats every broken blue flower. The snow comes! A bright day arrives with its tiding. I'm covered with tired blue dreams. Somehow either winter or I must keep striving. Somehow I or the wind must remain. Here is a gentle game. Here is a road... All alone, all alone you traverse it. But I love the snow, just as I once loved The sorrow your voice kept so secret. It called to me then, it was so potent then: The placid days, crystal and fair. Your hair rushing 'round in the scattering wind And leaves from the field in your hair. I pine for you now. How I wish you were mine! I'm a vagrant who longs for his home. Now my only companion's a copse of white pine. I must face myself once more, alone. The snow comes! A bright day arrives with its tiding, I'm covered with tired blue thoughts. Somehow either winter or I must keep striving! Somehow I or the wind must pick up!