| Tu biji kails un vēju aplauzts koks
| You were a bare and wind-torn tree
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| Es lapots vītenis ar ziliem ziedu zvaniem
| I brushed the thread with blue flower bells
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| Pie stumbra rētainā, kas smalkām stīgām plok
| At the trunk scarred, fine strings block
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| Nu pilni zari maniem ziedu zvaniem
| Well full of branches for my flower calls
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| Nu dūc ap tevi atkal bišu spiets
| Well, there is a swarm of bees around you again
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| Un putni ligzdo zaļu lapu ēnā
| And the birds nest in the shade of green leaves
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| Tu stāvu raženo pār upes dzelmi liec
| You stand steep over the riverbed
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| Un spoguļojies dziļi vilnī rēnā
| And reflected deep in the wave in the grove
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| Tev liekas, ka tu salapojis pats
| You feel like you're bored
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| Tu gribi izrauties no manu stīgu skavām
| You want to get out of my string clamps
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| Dreb sāpēs tītenis un zila zieda acs
| A shivering pain and a blue flower in the eye will tremble
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| Lej asaras pār zaru rokām tavām
| Pour tears over your branches
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| Tev liekas, ka tu salapojis pats
| You feel like you're bored
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| Tu gribi izrauties no manu stīgu skavām
| You want to get out of my string clamps
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| Dreb sāpēs tītenis un zila zieda acs
| A shivering pain and a blue flower in the eye will tremble
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| Lej asaras pār zaru rokām tavām
| Pour tears over your branches
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| Bet ciešāk vēl pie raupjā stumbra plok
| But closer to the rough trunk block
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| Vēl maigāk zvana visiem ziedu zvaniem
| Rings even more gently on all flower bells
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| Es aiziet nevaru no tevis, sausais koks
| I can't leave you, dry tree
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| Lai kails tu nepaliec bez lapu lokiem maniеm | Let me not be naked without bows to me |