Tbilisi, My City

I’m back in my city, back in my town,

Slowly awaken from traveling challenge,

Like a trembling leaf of a plane

It touches my soul, reveals celebration


Tbilisi’s  holding all treasures of feelings

Happy full childhood and student life

Sunny warm autumn, streets my familiar

Welcomes and hugs me, healing my wounds.


Leaves of the plane are dancing on airstream

Cars and the people are full with an action

There will be someone; I’ll meet my old friends

This is a magical, magical town.