Lyrics and translation Dzeguzīte - Saule, Saule

Saule, Saule

Kas ir saule? - Tā ir gaiša diena,
Siltāk laikam nesilda neviena.
Gaišākas par sauli gaismas nava,
Tā ir viena, tomēr katram sava.

Arī tas, kurš teiks, ka visu zinās,
Saules gaisma kādreiz apdedzinās.
Arī tas, kurš visu grib pa vecam,
Jaunu saule rītos gaida lecam.

Saule, saule, sakarsētā bumba,
Karsta tā kā meksikāņu rumba.
Saule, saule, gaišā debess mala,
Vilinoša bagātību sala.

Saule, saule, sakarsētā bumba,
Karsta tā kā meksikāņu rumba.
Saule, saule, gaišā debess mala,
Vilinoša bagātību sala.

Kas ir saule? - Lieli gaismas prieki,
Cilvēki šis laimes liecinieki.
Saule arī naktī staros vīsies,
Kamēr zemē lejā atgriezīsies.

Ne no kā nav saule atkarīga,
Silda Amerikā, silda Rīgā.
Tomēr arī trakais Maksis zinās,
Saulei nepieskaries – apdedzinās!

Saule, saule, sakarsētā bumba,
Karsta tā kā meksikāņu rumba.
Saule, saule, gaišā debess mala,
Vilinoša bagātību sala.

Saule, saule, sakarsētā bumba,
Karsta tā kā meksikāņu rumba.
Saule, saule, gaišā debess mala,
Vilinoša bagātību sala.

Rumbaaaa ... rumbaaa ... rumbaa...

Saule, saule, sakarsētā bumba,
Karsta tā kā meksikāņu rumba.
Saule, saule, gaišā debess mala,
Vilinoša bagātību sala.

Saule, saule, sakarsētā bumba,
Karsta tā kā meksikāņu rumba.
Saule, saule, gaišā debess mala,
Vilinoša bagātību sala.

Sun, Sun

What is the sun? - It is a bright day,
No one warms up warmer than it.
There is no light brighter than the sun,
It is one, but still for everyone.

Even the one who says he knows everything,
The sun's light will someday burn him up.
Even the one who wants to do everything the old way,
The new sun waits for him to rise in the morning.

Sun, sun, hot ball,
As hot as a Mexican rumba.
Sun, sun, bright edge of the sky,
Tempting island of wealth.

Sun, sun, hot ball,
As hot as a Mexican rumba.
Sun, sun, bright edge of the sky,
Tempting island of wealth.

What is the sun? - Great joy of light,
People are the witnesses of this happiness.
The sun will shine at night,
Until it returns to the earth below.

The sun does not depend on anything,
Warms in America, warms in Riga.
But even crazy Max knows,
Don't touch the sun - it will burn you!

Sun, sun, hot ball,
As hot as a Mexican rumba.
Sun, sun, bright edge of the sky,
Tempting island of wealth.

Sun, sun, hot ball,
As hot as a Mexican rumba.
Sun, sun, bright edge of the sky,
Tempting island of wealth.

Rumbaaaa ... rumbaaa ... rumbaa...

Sun, sun, hot ball,
As hot as a Mexican rumba.
Sun, sun, bright edge of the sky,
Tempting island of wealth.

Sun, sun, hot ball,
As hot as a Mexican rumba.
Sun, sun, bright edge of the sky,
Tempting island of wealth.