Lyrics and translation Zigfrīds Muktupāvels - Ne Šūpulī Greznā

Ne Šūpulī Greznā

Ne šūpulī greznā Viņš varēja migt,
Uz siena bij' silītē galviņu likt.
Vien zvaigžņu pulks augšā mirdzēja zvīļš
Un vēstīja ļaudīm: Viņš Dieva Dēls mīļš.

Un gaišums bij' kūtī, kur Bērniņš šis dus;
Pat lopiņiem pretī Viņš smaidīja kluss.
Vai, Jēzu, par Tevi mīļāks vēl kāds?
Pie gultiņas manas no debesīm nāc!

Not in a Luxurious Cradle

He could not doze in a luxurious cradle,
His head had to rest in a manger of hay.
Only a throng of stars shone brightly above
And proclaimed to the people: he is God's beloved son.

And there was light in the stable where this child slept,
He even smiled silently at the little animals.
Oh, Jesus, is there anyone dearer than you?
Come to me from heaven to my little bed!