My Knick-Knacks...
I look above heavens, my knickknacks there shine... My fine stars...
Some reminds me of east nights, some sing about to the west morning...
Some remember my tears which weed as pearls in the sea of his eyes...
Some laugh so cheerfully, that all minors and all failures fall in oblivion...
I look above heavens, where my fine stars shine... my magic knickknacks...
Tsira Gogeshvili
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