Lyrics and translation Instrumenti - Visa par daudz

Visa par daudz

Aizbrauca tālu jumts prom.
Tu rausti durvis bet tās neparko.
Mīļā kāds pie loga dauza,
Pie loga pardauza,
Un pie palodzes arī,
Stūlba sapinķeķerēšanās,
Tev pamats mani padzīt.
Paklupa lietus
Un pakrita sniegs.
Piedeva visi
Un piedzima prieks.
Tik skaisti plīst trauki,
Kamēr tu esi tepat.
Arī seksbumbas nav par daudz,
Visa par daudz.
Arī mežiem ir žēl par daudz,
Visa par daudz.
Neviens vēl nesteidzas vairs un gaida.
Un kauc - palī...
Arī seksbumbas nav par daudz,
Visa par daudz.
Arī mežiem ir žēl par daudz,
No sevis netiki nekur tālu pats prom.
Tu centies smaidīt bet nesanāk,
Piedod.
Un tad kā zilgans padebesis,
Skrien aste starp kājām.
Rāpus pašcieņa uz mājām,
Stūlba sapinķeķerēšanās,
Bija prieks mani tevi padzīt.
Paklupa lietus
Un pakrita sniegs.
Piedeva visi
Un piedzima prieks.
Tik skaisti plīst trauki,
Kamēr tu esi tepat.
Arī seksbumbas nav par daudz,
Visa par daudz.
Arī mežiem ir žēl par daudz,
Visa par daudz.
Neviens vēl nesteidzas vairs un gaida.
Un kauc - palī.
Arī seksbumbas nav par daudz,
Visa par daudz.
Arī mežiem ir žēl par daudz,
Visa par daudz.
Neviens vēl nesteidzas vairs un gaida.
Un kauc - palī.
Arī seksbumbas nav par daudz,
Visa par daudz.
Arī mežiem ir žēl par daudz,
Visa par daudz.
Neviens vēl nesteidzas vairs un gaida.
Un kauc - palī.

Too Much

Away the roof went far.
You pull the door but it doesn't budge.
Darling, someone's banging on the window,
Pounding on the window,
And on the windowsill too,
Silly entanglements,
You have reason to banish me.
Rain slipped
And snow fell.
Everyone forgave
And joy was born.
So beautifully the dishes shatter,
While you're right here.
Even sex bombs aren't too much,
It's all too much.
Even forests feel sorry for too much,
It's all too much.
No one's in a hurry anymore and waits.
And cries - help me...
Even sex bombs aren't too much,
It's all too much.
Even forests feel sorry for too much,
You yourself didn't get far away from yourself.
You try to smile but it doesn't work,
Forgive me.
And then like a blue sky,
A tail runs between the legs.
Self-respect crawls home,
Silly entanglements,
It was a pleasure to drive you away.
Rain slipped
And snow fell.
Everyone forgave
And joy was born.
So beautifully the dishes shatter,
While you're right here.
Even sex bombs aren't too much,
It's all too much.
Even forests feel sorry for too much,
It's all too much.
No one's in a hurry anymore and waits.
And cries - help me.
Even sex bombs aren't too much,
It's all too much.
Even forests feel sorry for too much,
It's all too much.
No one's in a hurry anymore and waits.
And cries - help me.
Even sex bombs aren't too much,
It's all too much.
Even forests feel sorry for too much,
It's all too much.
No one's in a hurry anymore and waits.
And cries - help me.