| Kaist smaržās gaiss kā liesma telpā,
| Smell the smell of air like a flame in a room
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| Šķiet seno teiksmu balsis san.
| It seems the voices of ancient sayings san.
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| Pie tevis, Gauja, tavā elpā
| With you, Gauja, in your breath
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| Man sirdī tāla, man sirdī tāla,
| I have a heart, I have a heart,
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| Tāla atbalss skan.
| A long echo sounds.
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| Zied ievas Siguldā,
| Blooms in Sigulda,
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| Zied ievas Siguldā,
| Blooms in Sigulda,
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| Zied ievas Siguldā,
| Blooms in Sigulda,
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| Siguldā, zied Siguldā.
| In Sigulda, blooms in Sigulda.
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| Snauž pilskalns gurdā sapnī liegi,
| The castle mound snoozes in a dream,
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| No zemes dzīlēm skurbums tvan,
| Grief rises from the depths of the earth,
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| Pār Gauju kaisās ziedu sniegi,
| Snow blows over the Gauja,
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| Bet sirdī tāla, bet sirdī tāla,
| But distant in heart, but distant in heart,
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| Tāla atbalss skan.
| A long echo sounds.
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| Zied ievas Siguldā…
| Flowers in Sigulda ied
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| Mulst prāts, un atvars dzelmes atver,
| Mulst the mind, and the opening opens the bottom,
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| Un dzīve vēlreiz pamāj man,
| And life nods to me again,
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| Un mani ziedu rokas satver,
| And the hand of the flower holdeth me,
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| Bet sirdī tāla, bet sirdī tāla,
| But distant in heart, but distant in heart,
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| Tāla atbalss skan.
| A long echo sounds.
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| Zied ievas Siguldā… | Flowers in Sigulda ied |