Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Vakardienas trakums, artist - BrainStorm. Album song Tur kaut kam ir jābūt, in the genre Поп
Date of issue: 12.05.2008
Record label: Prāta Vētras skaņu ierakstu kompānija
Song language: Latvian
Vakardienas trakums(original) |
Vēl vakardienas trakums |
Tepat ap mani vīd |
Es jūtu dūmu smaku |
Un prožektori vēl spīd |
Tas vakardienas trakums |
Tepat ap mani vīd |
Un bara jaudīgā dvaka |
Tā cērt, ka kukaiņi krīt |
Es esmu dzimis pūlī |
Kur saule nenoriet |
Tur stāvus pretī man kuļ |
Un tā mums visiem te iet |
Es esmu dzimis pūlī |
Kur saule nenoriet |
Un šajā staru kūlī |
Tas viss man aizmirsties liek |
Aizmirsties liek |
Aizmirsties liek |
Bet, ja nē, tad atkal jābūt man te- |
Starp debesīm un savām rētām |
Kur domās plosās likteņa vējš |
Tas mani dzen un mani mētā |
Un reizēm pat uz pusēm plēš |
Bet vēl uz pulvermucas |
Iet vaļā deja un prieki |
Ar savām kustībām kuces |
No īstām neatpaliek |
Bet vēl uz pulvermucas |
Iet vaļā deja un prieki |
Kratos līdzi kā jucis |
Man tik un tā nepietiek |
Jo esmu dzimis pulī |
Kur saule nenoriet |
Kā tādā ceļa rullī |
Kas ikdienai pāri iet |
Es esmu dzimis pūlī |
Kur saule nenoriet |
Ja apturēšu tūlīt |
Tad priekškars aizvērsies ciet |
Aizvērsies ciet |
Aizvērsies ciet |
Pag' vēl nē, tad atkal jābūt man te- |
Starp debesīm un savām rētām |
Kur domās plosās likteņa vējš |
Tas mani dzen un mani mētā |
Un reizēm pat uz pusēm plēš |
Vēl vakardienas trakums |
Tepat ap mani vīd |
Vēl jūtu dūmu smaku |
Un prožektori tik spīd |
Vēl vakardienas trakums |
Tepat ap mani vīd |
Ir galvā tāds kā vakuums |
Un šķiet kuru katru brīdi |
Kā rītos bēgums tas aties |
Bet pagaidām vēl ir karsts |
Te caururbj tas skatiens |
Kā indīgs lāzers |
Stars |
Ir karsts |
Un bars |
Kas spiež un griežas, griežas |
Plakstiņi aizveras lēnām |
Tik dzirdu balsis, kas sauc |
Tā gribās atbildēt, bet nevaru |
Jo atkal esmu te — |
Starp debesīm un savām rētām |
Kur domās plosās likteņa vējš |
Tas mani dzen un mani mētā |
Un reizēm pat uz pusēm plēš |
(translation) |
Yesterday's madness |
Right around me |
I can smell smoke |
And the spotlights are still shining |
That's yesterday's madness |
Right around me |
And the power of the flock |
It cuts so that the insects fall |
I was born in a crowd |
Where the sun does not go |
There they are standing in front of me |
And so we all go here |
I was born in a crowd |
Where the sun does not go |
And in this beam |
It all makes me forget |
Forget it |
Forget it |
But if not, I have to be here again. |
Between the sky and your scars |
Where the wind of destiny rages in your mind |
It drives me and throws me |
And sometimes even tears in half |
But still on the powder keg |
Dance and joy are open |
Bitches with their movements |
Not real |
But still on the powder keg |
Dance and joy are open |
Shake up like crazy |
It is not enough for me anyway |
Because I was born in the pool |
Where the sun does not go |
As in such a road roll |
What goes on everyday |
I was born in a crowd |
Where the sun does not go |
If I stop now |
Then the curtain will close |
It will close |
It will close |
Not yet, I have to be here again. |
Between the sky and your scars |
Where the wind of destiny rages in your mind |
It drives me and throws me |
And sometimes even tears in half |
Yesterday's madness |
Right around me |
I can still smell smoke |
And the spotlights shine so much |
Yesterday's madness |
Right around me |
It's like a vacuum in your head |
And it seems to be every moment |
It will go away at low tide |
But it's still hot |
That gaze pierces here |
Like a poisonous laser |
Stars |
It's hot |
And bars |
He who pushes and spins spins |
The eyelids close slowly |
So I hear voices that cry |
It wants to answer, but I can't |
Because I'm here again - |
Between the sky and your scars |
Where the wind of destiny rages in your mind |
It drives me and throws me |
And sometimes even tears in half |