Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Puteklis , by - Интарс Бусулис. Song from the album Kino, in the genre ЭстрадаRelease date: 19.05.2008
Record label: Platforma
Song language: Latvian
Puteklis(original) |
| Kad durvis atveras, puteklis atceras |
| Kā bija nomiris un atkal piedzimis |
| Dažādi nieciņi, savādi prieciņi |
| Balons no ballītes, diedziņš no šallītes |
| Lietām pieķeros, vietām aizķeros |
| Tāpēc, ka tik ļoti viss man ir prātā palicis |
| Sirdspukstu pārsitiens, sajūtu palēciens |
| Te lūk tu patveries, te tu man atveries |
| Tagad te dzīvoju, caurvējā plīvoju |
| Kā laimes luteklis, atmiņu puteklis |
| Lietām pieķeros, vietām aizķeros |
| Tāpēc, ka tik ļoti viss man ir prātā palicis |
| Lūpas tavas smaidošās, krūtis mani gaidošās |
| Nē, nekas nav noticis, puteklī es pārdzimis |
| Kāpēc viss ir pārvērties? |
| Nekas vēl nav man aizmirsies |
| Kas vadīs šais paslēpēs? |
| Kas sameklēs, kur tagad mēs? |
| Pieskaros es spogulim, kur bija |
| Atspīdums tavs kā pasakā reiz bija |
| Kāpēc laiks tik griezīgs ir šai stāstā |
| Kaut apstātos bezgalīgā stāsta |
| Es par tevi nedomāšu |
| Es tam ilgi spēkus krāšu |
| Lietām pieķeros, vietām aizķeros |
| Tāpēc, ka tik ļoti viss man ir prātā palicis |
| Lūpas tavas smaidošās |
| Krūtis mani gaidošās |
| Nē, nekas nav noticis |
| Puteklī es pārdzimis |
| Kad durvis atveras, puteklis atceras |
| Kā bija nomiris un atkal piedzimis |
| Dažādi nieciņi, savādi prieciņi |
| Balons no ballītes, diedziņš no šallītes |
| Es par tevi nedomāšu |
| Es tam ilgi spēkus krāšu |
| (translation) |
| When the door opens, the dust remembers |
| How he died and was born again |
| Various little things, strange pleasures |
| Balloon from a party, thread from a scarf |
| I get caught up in things, I get caught up in places |
| Because I have so much in mind |
| A beating of the heartbeat, a jump in the senses |
| Here you take refuge, here you open to me |
| Now I live here, fluttering in the wind |
| As a lute, a dust of memories |
| I get caught up in things, I get caught up in places |
| Because I have so much in mind |
| Your lips are smiling, your breasts are waiting for me |
| No, nothing happened, I was reborn in the dust |
| Why has everything changed? |
| Nothing yet I will forget |
| Who will lead these hideouts? |
| Who will find where we are now? |
| I touched the mirror where it was |
| The reflection was yours as it was in a fairy tale |
| Why time is so sharp in this story |
| Let's stop at the endless story |
| I will not think of you |
| I paint it for a long time |
| I get caught up in things, I get caught up in places |
| Because I have so much in mind |
| Your lips are smiling |
| Breasts waiting for me |
| No, nothing happened |
| I was reborn in the dust |
| When the door opens, the dust remembers |
| How he died and was born again |
| Various little things, strange pleasures |
| Balloon from a party, thread from a scarf |
| I will not think of you |
| I paint it for a long time |