Revolution’s Spark

In Georgia's streets, I find my quest, Reflecting on what fuels me best. A friend’s bold leap, a daring flight, To chase his dreams in the morning light. Revolution's spark, ignites my soul, In every challenge, find my role. Through highs and lows, I seek the fire, To live my truth, to rise higher. Mao's principles ring so true, Youth, poverty, unknown too. Secure in wealth, yet something's lost, Comfort's gain, ambition's cost. Revolution's spark, ignites my soul, In every challenge, find my role. Through highs and lows, I seek the fire, To live my truth, to rise higher. Energy fades without the fight, Passion needs that urgent light. In struggle's heart, we find our way, In every dawn, a brand new day. Tbilisi's protests, voices rise, For the future, under open skies. Protecting life, their fervent call, In every shout, I hear it all. Revolution's spark, ignites my soul, In every challenge, find my role. Through highs and lows, I seek the fire, To live my truth, to rise higher. From city's glow to silent night, In every place, I seek the light. The energy, the drive, the endless quest, To find my path, to give my best.