Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Es rakstu Dženijai , by - Раймонд Паулс. Song from the album Tā es Tevi mīlēšu, in the genre ПопRelease date: 31.12.1974
Record label: RSF "Melodija"
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 for one wheel I am sad! |
| Jenny, on top of that plane |
| Don't make my lips smile. |
| Let a small, smiling photo tell you - |
| My life is pulled by an oatmeal engine! |
| Jenny, |
| believe in that silver horseshoe |
| Believe in sports bingo less. |
| Smile next to me in a cart or sled - |
| Everyone will envy such a photo! |
| Jenny, her lips flattened, |
| When you drift across the seas. |
| I drive safely through life in a cart - |
| Stars in the eyes and winds in the hair. |
| Jenny, believe that silver horseshoe, |
| Believe in sports bingo less. |
| Smile next to me in a cart or sled - |
| Everyone will envy such a photo! |
| Jenny, get away, you have gasoline in your hair! |
| Jenny, sit in my cart sooner. |
| Squeaking sand under the soles of shoes |
| Get off the road - and night violins. |
| Jenny, |
| believe in that silver horseshoe |
| Believe in sports bingo less. |
| Smile next to me in a cart or sled - |
| Everyone will envy such a photo! |
| Jenny, listen to me for a second - |
| Don't get married with diesel! |
| Glory to the horse to sound like a motto: |
| Your life as an oatmeal engine. |
| Jenny, believe that silver horseshoe, |
| Believe in sports bingo less. |
| Smile next to me in a cart or sled - |
| Everyone will envy such a photo! |
| Stay healthy! |
| I will be waiting for you at the airfield when you |
| will descend from their heights. |
| You will know my horse |
| after the star in the forehead, but myself - after the winds in my hair. |
| Yours, John. |
| Jenny, believe that silver horseshoe, |
| Believe in sports bingo less! |