Kartvelebo!

ქართველებო! draw your swords on high, march with courage, do not bend to foe. Guard this soil! this holy earth was paid in blood, hold its memory, never let it go. Ancient names still line the stars above us, burning through ages, Thamar’s fire guides the way. Toward honour’s path for glory or a martyr’s grave, called by duty, we rise, come what may. [instrumental brake, chunguri] Sons of Thamar! meet them shield to shield with no fear, hold the line now, stand fast when horns blow. Guard this soil! let no foot chain your mother’s ground, cry God above, with fury strike the foe. Speak our vow now! let your voices rise through mountains, have lion hearts, God stands with the brave. Blest be heroes! who bled in battle so our land lives, for our homeland their last sacred breath gave. [epic instrumental bridge, chunguri] [power polyphony harmonized choir, epic music] Sons of Thamar! draw your swords on high, march with courage, do not bend to foe. Guard this soil! this holy earth was paid in blood, hold its memory, never let it go. [outro music fade slow]