Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Skroderis bez vārda, artist - Jauns Mēness.
Date of issue: 12.06.1997
Song language: Latvian
Skroderis bez vārda(original) |
Viņam dvēsele bija tik plaša |
Ka jebkuram tas uzsmaidīja |
Pliks un nabags, bez krekla, bez graša |
Sirdīs caurumus aizlāpīja |
Kur tas adatu ņēma un diegus |
To nekad neviens neprasīja |
Varbūt vētras un migla un lietus |
Tos ar vēju tam piegādāja |
Bet tu pūt, vējiņ, pūt |
Vai plīst tur vai lūst |
Tev vienmēr ir jāpagūst! |
Bet tu pūt, vējiņ, pūt |
Gan viņus, gan mūs |
Varbūt nāksies reiz aizlāpīt! |
Ja kāds jautāja, kā viņu sauca |
Daudzi mulsa un atrunājās |
Ļaudis vārdus un uzvārdus jauca |
Knapi savējos atcerējās |
Tā tas gāja līdz nākamai reizei |
Kamēr atkal jau kāds iesaucās: |
«Atnāc, lūdzu un izglāb un aizej |
Lai tie vainīgie pasakās!» |
Bet tu pūt, vējiņ, pūt |
Vai plīst tur vai lūst |
Tev vienmēr ir jāpagūst! |
Bet tu pūt, vējiņ, pūt |
Gan viņus, gan mūs |
Varbūt nāksies reiz aizlāpīt! |
Un nekad tam nav bijis neviena |
Kas par skroderi izmācītu |
Kā vien simtsreiz cauršautā siena |
Starp meliem un patiesību |
Un nekad tam nav bijis neviena |
Kas par skroderi izmācītu |
Kā vien simtsreiz cauršautā siena |
Starp meliem un patiesību |
Bet tu pūt, vējiņ, pūt |
Vai plīst tur vai lūst |
Tev vienmēr ir jāpagūst! |
Bet tu pūt, vējiņ, pūt |
Gan viņus, gan mūs |
Varbūt nāksies reiz aizlāpīt! |
Bet tu pūt, vējiņ, pūt |
Vai plīst tur vai lūst |
Tev vienmēr ir jāpagūst! |
Bet tu pūt, vējiņ, pūt |
Gan viņus, gan mūs |
Varbūt nāksies reiz aizlāpīt! |
(translation) |
His soul was so wide |
That everyone smiled |
Bald and poor, without a shirt, without a penny |
Holes in their hearts were patched |
Where it took the needle and thread |
Nobody ever asked for that |
Maybe storms and fog and rain |
They were delivered to him by the wind |
But you blow, wind, blow |
Will tear there or break |
You always have to gain! |
But you blow, wind, blow |
Both them and us |
Maybe you'll have to patch up once! |
If anyone asked what his name was |
Many mumbled and spoke |
People confused names and surnames |
Knapi remembered his own |
That's how it went until next time |
While someone exclaimed again: |
"Come and save and go |
May those guilty in fairy tales! ” |
But you blow, wind, blow |
Will tear there or break |
You always have to gain! |
But you blow, wind, blow |
Both them and us |
Maybe you'll have to patch up once! |
And it has never had anyone |
What about a tailor |
Like a wall shot a hundred times |
Between lies and truth |
And it has never had anyone |
What about a tailor |
Like a wall shot a hundred times |
Between lies and truth |
But you blow, wind, blow |
Will tear there or break |
You always have to gain! |
But you blow, wind, blow |
Both them and us |
Maybe you'll have to patch up once! |
But you blow, wind, blow |
Will tear there or break |
You always have to gain! |
But you blow, wind, blow |
Both them and us |
Maybe you'll have to patch up once! |