Tamar the Great of Georgia
[paraphrase of a Svan folksong]
I, I am Queen Tamar
I raised myself to Heaven
I dug up a barren mountain
I left only a deep hole
I put the sword to Constantinople
I drove them into the sea
I made their lands my lands.
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