Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Tā Diena Paiet, artist - Раймонд Паулс. Album song Mana Privātā Dzīve, in the genre Поп
Date of issue: 02.11.2014
Record label: Microphone
Song language: Latvian
Tā Diena Paiet(original) |
Es iemīlējos deviņos no rīta |
Bet desmitos es brokastoju jau |
Tā diena rit kā pulkstenis pa apli |
Bet citas dienas tev šai dienā… |
Tā diena rit kā pulkstenis pa apli |
Bet citas dienas, mums šai dienā nav |
Tā diena paiet un viss pa vecam |
Nekādu pārsteigumu kā ar vien |
Tā diena paiet, tā diena paiet |
Un minūtes, kā sīknauda prom skrien |
Es raudāju pēc divpadsmitiem gauži |
Bet gardi smējos tad, kad sita viens |
Vēl četros pēcpusdienā restorānā |
Uz tava galda glāzē lija… |
Vēl četros pēcpusdienā restorānā |
Uz mana galda glāzē lija piens |
Tā diena paiet un viss pa vecam |
Nekādu pārsteigumu kā ar vien |
Tā diena paiet, tā diena paiet |
Un minūtes kā sīknauda prom skrien |
Es rūgti vīlos vakarā ap sešiem |
Kad neatnāci tu kā norunāts |
Bet astoņos jau sākās vakar ziņas |
Un mazliet vēlāk kļuva miegains… |
Bet astoņos jau sākās vakar ziņas |
Un mazliet vēlāk kļuva miegains prāts |
Tā diena paiet un viss pa vecam |
Nekādu pārsteigumu kā ar vien |
Tā diena paiet, tā diena paiet |
Un minūtes kā sīknauda prom skrien |
(translation) |
I fell in love at nine in the morning |
But in the tens I already have breakfast |
That day runs like a clock in a circle |
But other days for you on this day… |
That day runs like a clock in a circle |
But there are no other days on this day |
That day passes and everything is old |
No surprise than that |
That day goes by, that day goes by |
And the minutes as cash runs away |
I cried after twelve |
But I laughed deliciously when I was hit |
Another four in the afternoon at the restaurant |
It's raining in your glass… |
Another four in the afternoon at the restaurant |
A glass of milk was pouring on my desk |
That day passes and everything is old |
No surprise than that |
That day goes by, that day goes by |
And the minutes run away like cash |
I will be bitterly late at six in the evening |
When you do not come as agreed |
But at eight, the news started yesterday |
And a little later became sleepy… |
But at eight, the news started yesterday |
And a little later it became a sleepy mind |
That day passes and everything is old |
No surprise than that |
That day goes by, that day goes by |
And the minutes run away like cash |