Translation of the song lyrics Viņa - Musiqq

Viņa (original)

Viņa manās rokās plaukst
Viņa pieskārienus alkst
Tici vai nē - mums citiem nav ko skaust
Viņa manās rokās plaukst
Viņa pieskārienus alkst
Tici vai nē - mums citiem nav ko skaust
Starp viņu un mani nav jūtas
Viņa kā Bonijs un es Klaids, mēs kā varoņi no filmas
Kopā līdz galam, mēs visu brālīgi dalām
Mūsu sirdīs ir miers tā kā Dalailamam
Viņa piedzīvojumus alkst un tici vai nē
Bet mums citiem nav ko skaust
Katra diena kā pirmā, skatoties acīs vārdos es pinos
Viņa ir nevainojama, no sevis neko netēlo
Mēs kā plusi un kā mīnusi, kā pretpolu pinums
Viņa man kā astotais pasaules brīnums
Tu kā diena es kā nakts
Reizēm tālu, reizēm blakus
Dēļ Tevis nedaudz traks
Viņa manās rokās plaukst
Viņa pieskārienus alkst
Tici vai nē - mums citiem nav ko skaust
Viņa manās rokās plaukst
Viņa pieskārienus alkst
Tici vai nē - mums citiem nav ko skaust
Tēmas un variācijas nepalīdz
Atliek padoties un kļūt brīvs
Un, ja kāds saka «viņam ir recepte» — netici
Jo to ar savām acīm vajag redzēt
Tikai gaidīt vēstuli Tavā e-pastā
Un vairs dilemmas un īstenības nepastāv
Laiks kā fons ceļam
Virzieni ir pretēji, bet spēku tajos smeļam
Varonis vai pūlis — kļūst nesvarīgi
Nesvarīgi kā meli vai patiesība
Tikai viena, nejauša ziņa
Un Tev top skaidrs Tavs ceļš ar viņu
Tu kā diena, es kā nakts
Reizēm tālu, reizēm blakus
Dēļ Tevis nedaudz traks
Viņa manās rokās plaukst
Viņa pieskārienus alkst
Tici vai nē - mums citiem nav ko skaust
Viņa manās rokās plaukst
Viņa pieskārienus alkst
Tici vai nē - mums citiem nav ko skaust
Viņa manās rokās plaukst
Viņa pieskārienus alkst
Tici vai nē - mums citiem nav ko skaust
Viņa manās rokās plaukst
Viņa pieskārienus alkst
Tici vai nē - mums citiem nav ko skaust
Viņa manās rokās plaukst
Viņa pieskārienus alkst
Tici vai nē - mums citiem nav ko skaust
Viņa manās rokās plaukst
Viņa pieskārienus alkst
Tici vai nē - mums citiem nav ko skaust

Viņa (translation)

She is thriving in my hands
His touches crave
Believe it or not, we have nothing to do with others
She is thriving in my hands
His touches crave
Believe it or not, we have nothing to do with others
There is no feeling between him and me
She as Bonnie and I as Clyde, we as the heroes of the movie
Together to the end, we brotherly share everything
There is peace in our hearts like in the Dalai Lama
His adventures crave and believe it or not
But we have nothing to do with others
Every day as the first, looking into the eyes of the words I weave
She is perfect, she doesn't represent anything of herself
We as pros and cons as counter-pole weave
She told me like the eighth wonder of the world
You as a day I as a night
Sometimes far away, sometimes next door
It's a little crazy for you
She is thriving in my hands
His touches crave
Believe it or not, we have nothing to do with others
She is thriving in my hands
His touches crave
Believe it or not, we have nothing to do with others
Themes and variations don't help
It remains to give up and become free
And if someone says "he has a prescription" - don't believe it
Because you have to see it with your own eyes
Just wait for the letter in your email
And dilemmas and realities no longer exist
Time as a background for the road
The directions are the opposite, but we draw strength in them
Hero or crowd - becomes irrelevant
Not important as a lie or the truth
Just one random message
And your way with him is clear
You as a day, I as a night
Sometimes far away, sometimes next door
It's a little crazy for you
She is thriving in my hands
His touches crave
Believe it or not, we have nothing to do with others
She is thriving in my hands
His touches crave
Believe it or not, we have nothing to do with others
She is thriving in my hands
His touches crave
Believe it or not, we have nothing to do with others
She is thriving in my hands
His touches crave
Believe it or not, we have nothing to do with others
She is thriving in my hands
His touches crave
Believe it or not, we have nothing to do with others
She is thriving in my hands
His touches crave
Believe it or not, we have nothing to do with others