Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Es Rakstu Dženijai , by - Nora Bumbiere. Song from the album Joku Dziesmas, in the genre ПопRelease date: 31.12.2004
Record label: Microphone
Song language: Latvian
Es Rakstu Dženijai(original) |
| Sveika, Dženij! |
| Kā Tev iet? |
| Man iet labi. |
| Vēlos ar Tevi |
| iepazīties nopietnos nolūkos. |
| Es braucu tikai ar zirgu, |
| bet vienam ratos man ir skumji! |
| Dženij, augšā tai lidmašīnā |
| Nevieb lūpas par mani smīnā. |
| Lai Tev vēsta mazs, smaidošs foto — |
| Manu dzīvi velk auzu motors! |
| Dženij, |
| tici tam sudraba pakavam, |
| Mazāk tici tam sporta loto. |
| Smaidi blakus man ratos vai ragavās — |
| Visi apskaudīs tādu foto! |
| Dženij, nesien tās lūpas šleifē, |
| Kad Tu kuģī pār jūrām dreifē. |
| Droši braucu caur dzīvi ratos — |
| Zvaigznēm acīs un vējiem matos. |
| Dženij, tici tam sudraba pakavam, |
| Mazāk tici tam sporta loto. |
| Smaidi blakus man ratos vai ragavās — |
| Visi apskaudīs tādu foto! |
| Dženij, glābies, Tev benzīns matos! |
| Dženij, ātrāk sēd' manos ratos. |
| Šņirkstot smiltīm zem kurpju zolēm |
| Nost no ceļa — un naktsvijolēs. |
| Dženij, |
| tici tam sudraba pakavam, |
| Mazāk tici tam sporta loto. |
| Smaidi blakus man ratos vai ragavās — |
| Visi apskaudīs tādu foto! |
| Dženij, klausies mani vēl brīdi — |
| Neapprecies ar dīzelīti! |
| Slava zirgam lai skan kā moto: |
| Tava dzīve kā auzu motors. |
| Dženij, tici tam sudraba pakavam, |
| Mazāk tici tam sporta loto. |
| Smaidi blakus man ratos vai ragavās — |
| Visi apskaudīs tādu foto! |
| Paliec sveika! |
| Gaidīšu Tevi aerodromā, kad Tu |
| nolaidīsies no saviem augstumiem. |
| Manu zirgu Tu pazīsi |
| pēc zvaigznes pierē, bet mani pašu — pēc vējiem matos. |
| Tavs Jānis. |
| Dženij, tici tam sudraba pakavam, |
| Mazāk tici tam sporta loto! |
| (translation) |
| Hi Jenny! |
| How you doin? |
| I am well. |
| I want to be with you |
| meet for serious purposes. |
| I only ride a horse, |
| but I'm sad alone in a cart! |
| Jenny, up on that plane |
| Don't move your lips in a smile for me. |
| Let a small, smiling photo tell you - |
| My life is driven by an oat engine! |
| Jenny, |
| believe in that silver horseshoe |
| Less believe that sports lotto. |
| Smile beside me in the cart or the sled— |
| Everyone will envy such a photo! |
| Jenny, don't purse those lips, |
| When You drift across the seas in a ship. |
| Ride Safely Through Life in a Chariot - |
| Stars in the eyes and wind in the hair. |
| Jenny, believe that silver horseshoe |
| Less believe that sports lotto. |
| Smile beside me in the cart or the sled— |
| Everyone will envy such a photo! |
| Jenny, save yourself, you have gasoline in your hair! |
| Jenny, hurry up and sit in my pram. |
| Sniffing the sand under the soles of my shoes |
| Off the road - and into the nightshades. |
| Jenny, |
| believe in that silver horseshoe |
| Less believe that sports lotto. |
| Smile beside me in the cart or the sled— |
| Everyone will envy such a photo! |
| Jenny, listen to me just a second— |
| Don't marry a diesel! |
| Glory to the horse should sound like a motto: |
| Your life is like an oat engine. |
| Jenny, believe that silver horseshoe |
| Less believe that sports lotto. |
| Smile beside me in the cart or the sled— |
| Everyone will envy such a photo! |
| Stay healthy! |
| I will wait for you at the airport when you |
| will come down from their heights. |
| You will know my horse |
| by the stars on my forehead, and myself by the winds in my hair. |
| Your John. |
| Jenny, believe that silver horseshoe |
| Less believe in that sports lotto! |