| Un atkal zilā vakarā
| And again in the blue evening
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| Dzied birzī lakstīgala.
| The nightingale sings in the grove.
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| Viss nāk un aiziet tālumā
| Everything comes and goes in the distance
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| Un sākas viss no gala
| And it all starts from the end
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| Jau atkal mizā rievainā
| Once again, the bark is grooved
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| Kāds sirdi griež un bultu,
| Someone turns the heart and the arrow,
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| Zem bērza zara līganā
| Under the birch branch in the curl
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| Klāj sūnās kāzu gultu.
| Cover the wedding bed with moss.
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| Viss nāk un aiziet tālumā,
| Everything comes and goes in the distance,
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| Viss nāk un aiziet tālumā.
| Everything comes and goes in the distance.
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| Viss nāk un aiziet tālumā.
| Everything comes and goes in the distance.
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| Un sākas viss no gala.
| And it all starts from the end.
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| Bet cauri zaļiem biezokņiem
| But through the green bushes
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| Skan soļu klusie švīksti,
| The quiet squeaks of the steps sound,
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| Un atkal kādam šūpulim
| And again to a cradle
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| Kāds meklē bērza līksti.
| Someone is looking for a birch curve.
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| Bet tad kad sārtas lapas slīd,
| But when the pink leaves glide,
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| Lai nebūtībā zustu,
| To essentially disappear,
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| Visbeidzot sirmi vīri nāk
| Finally the old men are coming
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| Cirst baltu bērza krustu.
| Cut a white birch cross.
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| Man pāri prieks un bēdas slīd
| Joy and sorrow are slipping over me
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| Kā raiba rudens lapa,
| Like a variegated autumn leaf,
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| Kas atnāk ļaudis pavadīt
| Who comes to accompany the people
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| No šūpuļa līdz kapam.
| From cradle to grave.
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| Un tāpēc bērzā līkajā
| And so the birch bark
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| Tik daudz ir dziļu rētu:
| There are so many deep scars:
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| Lai savu dzimto pauguru
| To your native hill
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| Līdz saknēm iemīlētu. | To fall in love. |