Lyrics and translation Raimonds Pauls feat. Nora Bumbiere & Viktors Lapčenoks - Smaidas

Smaidas

Smaržo pasaule kā nepasacīts vārds
Cauri dzīslām izlīst neciešamas gaidas
Liepu gatves galā vēsta uzraksts kāds -
Vienkārši un nesatricināmi - "Smaidas"

Jā, patiesi, tā šīs mājas tiešām sauc
Kur jau tik daudz gadu nepaguris eju
Un pār slieksni kāpjot, izraudāties ļauts
Kaut sirds dziļumos es kā bez prāta smeju

"Smaidas", "Smaidas", mana tēva "Smaidas"
Manas mātes "Smaidas", piedodiet!
Ja vēl manos spēkos noplūkt nātres
Noplūkt nātres, kas uz sliekšņa zied

"Smaidas", "Smaidas", mana tēva "Smaidas"
Manas mātes "Smaidas", piedodiet!
Ja vēl manos spēkos noplūkt nātres
Noplūkt nātres, kas uz sliekšņa zied

Bet uz sliekšņa jau vairs tiešām nātres zied
Un par vēja vijoli sen jau loga rāmis
Drīz i jūs no ārdiem, "Smaidas", nokāpsiet
Lai pa lielo ceļu projām dotos rāmi

I tur smaržos viss kā nepasacīts vārds
I tur dzīslām caurlīs neciešamas gaidas
I tur gatves galā vēstīs uzraksts kāds -
Vienkārši un nesatricināmi - "Smaidas"

"Smaidas", "Smaidas", mana tēva "Smaidas"
Manas mātes "Smaidas", piedodiet!
Ja vēl manos spēkos noplūkt nātres
Noplūkt nātres, kas uz sliekšņa zied

"Smaidas", "Smaidas", mana tēva "Smaidas"
Manas mātes "Smaidas", piedodiet!
Ja vēl manos spēkos noplūkt nātres
Noplūkt nātres, kas uz sliekšņa zied

"Smaidas", "Smaidas", mana tēva "Smaidas"
Manas mātes "Smaidas", piedodiet!
Ja vēl manos spēkos noplūkt nātres
Noplūkt nātres, kas uz sliekšņa zied

Smiles

The world smells like an unspoken word
Unbearable expectations flow through veins
A sign at the end of Lime Street says -
Simply and unwaveringly - "Smiles"

Yes, truly, that is what the house is called
Where I have tirelessly journeyed for so many years
And crossing the threshold, it is permissible to cry
Though deep in my heart I laugh like one without sense

"Smiles", "Smiles", my father's "Smiles"
My mother's "Smiles", forgive me!
If I still have the strength to pluck nettles
To pluck the nettles that bloom on the threshold

"Smiles", "Smiles", my father's "Smiles"
My mother's "Smiles", forgive me!
If I still have the strength to pluck nettles
To pluck the nettles that bloom on the threshold

But on the threshold, no nettles truly bloom anymore
And the window frame has long been a wind violin
Soon you too, "Smiles", will descend from the outside
To set off calmly down the main road

There too, everything will smell like an unspoken word
There too, unbearable expectations will flow through veins
There too, at the end of the street, a sign will say -
Simply and unwaveringly - "Smiles"

"Smiles", "Smiles", my father's "Smiles"
My mother's "Smiles", forgive me!
If I still have the strength to pluck nettles
To pluck the nettles that bloom on the threshold

"Smiles", "Smiles", my father's "Smiles"
My mother's "Smiles", forgive me!
If I still have the strength to pluck nettles
To pluck the nettles that bloom on the threshold

"Smiles", "Smiles", my father's "Smiles"
My mother's "Smiles", forgive me!
If I still have the strength to pluck nettles
To pluck the nettles that bloom on the threshold