Lyrics of Jaganatha - Jumprava

Jaganatha (original)

Jaganatha swami najana natha
Gami najana patha gami bevathume
Kāds ir mans melnais kungs
It kā debess jums gaismai ir kur aust
Viļņi jūrā
Kāds ir mans gaišais kungs
It kā saldējums
Bērni Tēvu sauc
Putni būrī nāks
Nāks drīz mans tumšais kungs
Prāta apmulsums Tavās plaukstās skrien platu smaidu
Šāds ir mans baltais kungs
It kā solījums
Graudos uguns malts piena ceļā
Zvaigznes naktī spīd arvien savu balsi kas vēl dzied
Varbūt Tev ir četras rokas ziedu vītni sniegt
Šāds ir mans mazais kungs
It kā pārtraukums
Elpai ir kur traukt
Sirdij vēlēt
Kāds būs man lielais kungs
It kā aptumsums
Raibām krāsām jaukts
Izliets ūdens
Mēness blāzmā staro piens
Gulbis nelidoja viens
Varbūt vārnu apkārt daudz
Mīļais Dievs ar tevi
Okeāna malā vēji palu ūdens džungļos plūst
Straumē skatlogos un spēji gājiens Tavā ielā zūd
Tūkstoš balsis tieši sejā tūkstošgadu mirklī krīt
Paskaties uz mani lejā, atceries kāds būsi rīt
Noplūkšu Tev pāris ziedus
Pazūd plaukstas debesīs
Betona un stikla pilīs zaru būdās bungas rīb
Augstākajos kalnos sniegi, tuksness malā smiltis krīt
Tavā pagalmā ir lietus, manā lietussargi krīt
Jaganatha swami najana nathagami
Najana nathagami bhavatume bhavatume
Zvaigznes spīd arvien
Balsī dzied

(translation)

Jaganatha swami najana natha
Gami najana patha gami bevathume
What is my black gentleman?
As if the heavens had light for you
Waves at sea
What is my bright lord?
Like ice cream
Children call the Father
The birds will come to the cage
My dark gentleman will come soon
Embarrassed mind A wide smile runs in your palms
That is my white gentleman
As if a promise
Grain fire minced milk
The stars are still shining in the night with their voices still singing
Maybe you have a four hand flower thread to give
This is my little gentleman
As if a break
Breathe and where to pull
Heart to wish
What a great gentleman I will be
As if an eclipse
Mixed colors mixed
Spilled water
Milk shines in the moonlight
The swan did not fly alone
Maybe a lot of crows around
Dear God with you
At the edge of the ocean, winds flow in the flood water jungle
The procession on your street disappears in the shop windows and streams
A thousand votes are falling in the face of the millennium
Look down at me, remember who you will be tomorrow
I'll pick you a few flowers
The palms disappear into the sky
In concrete and glass castles, drums rumble in the branches
Snow in the highest mountains, sand falling on the edge of the desert
It's raining in your yard, my umbrellas are falling
Jaganatha swami najana nathagami
Najana nathagami bhavatume bhavatume
The stars are shining all the time
Sings in a voice