We go around the country


Do not remain in the darkness!
Not withered in the dust!
We are on the ground
Continued land! ..
Our hands are gentle,
Our hands are callous,
Our eyes are black
And full of blue.

Chorus:
We go around the country,
Smiling centuries,
Smiling Spring,
Blue springs.
We carry our
the joy of eternal spring
rainbow bright
In the vastness of the country.

... fields (?) Of forests (?)
Mchis, the wind in his face,
Seeing fathers
We continue fathers.
If it is difficult country,
we behave,
Fathers in war
The thunder smoky attacks.

Chorus.

1979