My readers know how I mesakhvis Mtskheta, the womb of our sacred land. There eguleboda my bones kardhusi grave. Mtskheta, a longtime area Mages, a place where pious and worshiped the sun and fire, Mtskheta bay in Deuteronomy we are in Christ, I got married gamoschra Cross Vine naskhlavebisa Pay High Price, and his hair, he approved power in Georgia.
Here, Mtskheta, as kamaramoklebuli, a "one unwritten poem - ghvtiurisa and human urtiertziarebisa.,, Svetitskhoveli" The shared city built by Tanya, you enter the church and noticed the corner of patsa sacred place, oldest built, the builders of the temple is not destroyed.
If the above news Georgian napertskalia gene, it is the chapel of the definitions and grace itself, it is the cradle of the first prayer of the Son of God here aghmokhdat mghvivar hearts. The Sinai is here, how clean nivtierebisadmi, romelshia a person born in the divine flow passed ...
My natvraa: I will not be amsoplad, the mother is always someone coming in Mtskheta, tsipobis, my birth month, with a candle in front of the mosque and praying patsa aantebdes and to invoke my name, I ask of No more!