Aiz Vēja Ģeneratora - Prāta Vētra Übersetzung ins Englische

Aiz Vēja Ģeneratora

Tālāk aiz vēja ģeneratora, vēl mazliet tuvāk upei
Viņa stāvēja, sargsuns pie kājām rēja
Viņš bija teicis: "Izvēlies - es vai tas, ko tu dari"
Kaut neviens nevienam nepieder un nepiederēja

No tāda tāluma neatpazītu asaras viltotās vai īstās
Pieiet klāt, un nolaizītu, bet viņš bīstas, ai, kā bīstas
Sabrukt pa, pa, pa, pa gabaliem

Starp la-la-la-la-labākajiem

Viņa vairs nav modē, viņš nekad nav bijis
Viņa domā citādi, viņš ir trauks, kas izlijis, jā, jā, jau sen
Viņš viņu gribēja sasiet un sēja
Kaut neviens nevienam nepieder un nepiederēja
Un nepiederēja, jā

No tāda tāluma neatpazītu asaras viltotās vai īstās
Pieiet klāt, un nolaizītu, bet viņš bīstas, ai, kā bīstas
Sabrukt pa, pa, pa, pa gabaliem

Starp la-la-la-la-labākajiem

Kad kuģis vēl krastā
Mums nepierast pie neparastā
Bet tad, kad tu mastā?

Kad kuģis vēl krastā

No tāda tāluma neatpazītu asaras viltotās vai īstās
Pieiet klāt, un nolaizītu, bet viņš bīstas, ai, kā bīstas
Sabrukt pa, pa, pa, pa gabaliem

Starp la-la-la-la-labākajiem

Kad kuģis vēl krastā
Mums nepierast pie neparastā
Bet tad, kad tu mastā?

Behind the Wind Generator

Beyond the wind generator, a little closer to the river
She stood there, her guard dog barking at her feet
He had said, "Choose - me or what you do"
Though no one belonged to anyone and never did

From such a distance I couldn't tell if the tears were fake or real
To approach and lick them away, but he's afraid, oh, how afraid
To collapse into a million pieces

Among the ve-ve-ve-ve-very best

She's no longer in fashion, he never was
She thinks differently, he's a leaky vessel, yes, yes, for a long time now
He wanted to tie her up and tied her up
Though no one belonged to anyone and never did
And never did, yes

From such a distance I couldn't tell if the tears were fake or real
To approach and lick them away, but he's afraid, oh, how afraid
To collapse into a million pieces

Among the ve-ve-ve-ve-very best

When the ship is still ashore
We can't get used to the unusual
But then, when you're in the masts?

When the ship is still ashore

From such a distance I couldn't tell if the tears were fake or real
To approach and lick them away, but he's afraid, oh, how afraid
To collapse into a million pieces

Among the ve-ve-ve-ve-very best

When the ship is still ashore
We can't get used to the unusual
But then, when you're in the masts?