Sweet Home, on Kostava

[Verse] Big city lights, they can’t compare, To the quiet nights, the autumn air. Streets of Tbilisi, calling me back, Walking down Kostava, there's no track I lack. [Verse 2] Neighbors wave as I pass by, Old friends meet, laughing till we cry. Vere Park’s trees, swaying with the breeze, In this hometown comfort, I find my ease. [Chorus] Sweet home, on Kostava, Where the skies are so blue. Sweet home, on Kostava, (Oh my Vere Park) Lord, I'm comin' home to you, (Here I come, Tbilisi). [Verse 3] Cafes bustling, laughter all around, Echoes of a city, that feel so profound. River Mtkvari flowing endlessly, Reminds me time and again where I ought to be. [Bridge] Church bells ringing in the distance, Chimes of memories, old and persistent. Mountains cradling this ancient land, Warmth of traditions, like a guiding hand. [Verse 4] Market’s hustle, the smell of fresh bread, Craftsmen and artists, dreams being fed. Evenings spent under a starlit sky, This is the life that makes my heart fly.