Rati Amaglobeli Biography

I used to go to school on foot and by trolley-bus.
Simple time. Slow tempo. Ad lib tempo.
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I loved you with the same feeling
I had for the universe, for childhood,
A feeling which quivered in me for years,
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When you tremble and with your
One-week-old hands seek space -
I truly know God exists,
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Curtains have shaded the room. All round
Peace breathes, peace wafts,
But thought is audible, let nothing seek out
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I want your hand to be placed on my heart, and come,
I want the palm of your hand on my heart, for it to be placed on me.
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