Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Auto, artist - Jumprava. Album song Laika atsķīrību romance, in the genre Иностранный рок
Date of issue: 31.12.1997
Record label: Platforma
Song language: Latvian
Auto(original) |
Mans organisms ārprātīgi laiku jūt |
Es strādāju bez steigas, tā tam vajag būt |
Tik īss un garš ir pseidonīms |
Kas zin, cik tālu jāiet mums |
Tu nedrīksti būt gadījums |
Šis laiks mums sapņos |
Vēl nav noteikums |
Mans organisms ārprātīgi laiku jūt |
Viss sācies beigām, jo tā tam tomēr vajag būt |
Kur negaida mūs vairs neviens |
Es jūtu visu to, ko nejūt neviens |
Un nerīstos un nespārdos |
Tavs samākslotais skatiens ir alkohols |
Naids pacēlies ir jau virs mūsu galvām |
Varbūt ir tik nereāls šīs jaunais prieks |
Liekas neizkustināt šo klinti |
Ārprāts cik bezcerīga straume plūst |
Šis ir mans auto aerodroms — tas |
Tavs augums prasa krāsu, tas nav nekas |
This is my servant, and this is my car |
I want to drink and I drive to the bar |
Mans organisms ir īslaicīga pasaule |
Viss sācies beigām, jo tā tam tomēr vajag būt |
Kur negaida mūs vairs neviens |
Es jūtu visu to, ko nejūt neviens |
Un nerīstos un nespārdos |
Tavs samākslotais skatiens ir alkohols |
Šis ir mans auto aerodroms — tas |
Tavs augums prasa krāsu, tas nav nekas |
This is my servant, and this is my car |
I want to drink and I drive to the bar |
Šis ir mans auto aerodroms — tas |
Tavs augums prasa krāsu, tas nav nekas |
This is my servant, and this is my car |
I want to drink and I drive to the bar |
I want to drink and I drive to the bar |
I want to drink and I drive… |
(translation) |
My body is feeling insane |
I work without hurry, it has to be that way |
So short and long is a pseudonym |
Who knows how far we need to go |
You must not be the case |
This time we will dream |
Not a rule yet |
My body is feeling insane |
It all started, because it has to be |
Where no one is waiting for us anymore |
I feel everything that no one feels |
And I will not swell or sell |
Your artificial gaze is alcohol |
Hatred has already risen above our heads |
Maybe it's this unreal joy |
It seems not to move this rock |
Madness how a hopeless stream flows |
This is my car airfield - that |
Your height requires color, it's nothing |
This is my servant, and this is my car |
I want to drink and I drive to the bar |
My body is a temporary world |
It all started, because it has to be |
Where no one is waiting for us anymore |
I feel everything that no one feels |
And I will not swell or sell |
Your artificial gaze is alcohol |
This is my car airfield - that |
Your height requires color, it's nothing |
This is my servant, and this is my car |
I want to drink and I drive to the bar |
This is my car airfield - that |
Your height requires color, it's nothing |
This is my servant, and this is my car |
I want to drink and I drive to the bar |
I want to drink and I drive to the bar |
I want to drink and I drive… |