The ballad of Lika Kharebashvili
Written by Jesse Rómlárson

Green eyes
In the morning light
A mother’s grace
She combs her hair

White skin
Like the morning sun
Your smile lingers
Like a hummingbird sound

Lika’s light, forever shines
In her heart under the Georgian stars
Tata’s world, shaped by her hand
A story untold, across this land

Mmm
Mmm

In tender moments
Your gentle touch
Your presence echoes
Like a burning star

This is your song
With my guitar
Lika’s grace
Forever bright

Lika’s light, forever shines
In her heart under the Georgian stars
Tata’s world, shaped by her hand
A story untold, across this land

I don’t know
Where you are
You are to me
A star in the sky
So far away
But close to me
A Georgian love
In my memory

In tender moment
Your gentle touch
Your presence echoes
Like a burning star

This is your song
With my guitar
Lika’s grace
Forever bright

Mmm
Mmm

I don’t know
Where you are
You are to me
A star in the sky
So far away
But close to me
A Georgian love
In my memory

In my memory

I don’t know
Where you are
You are to me
A star in the sky
So far away
But close to me
A Georgian love

In my memory
In my memory
In my memory