sakartvelo
In Sakartvelo, where mountains arise,
A land with a fire in its eyes,
Independence held strong,
Through struggles fierce and long,
A bridge 'tween the East and the West,
A crossroads of hope and success.
It's the perfect time to chill
In Sakartvelo, where mountains arise,
A land with a fire in its eyes,
Independence held strong,
Through struggles fierce and long,
A bridge 'tween the East and the West,
A crossroads of hope and success.
