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Vai Tu To Jūti

Šodien liekas, ka es varu visu
Pasaule ir mana tikai tāpēc, ka es daru īstu
Šoreiz sanāks viss – tie, kas nīst, zina pat to
Atkal saule spīd, pārāk ilgi bija tā prom
Es eju tālāk, un es speru soļus kā mesija
Jūtos, it kā tikko noliku sesiju
It kā man ir miljons, un nevaj'g kapeikas krāt
It kā meitene, kas patīk, man pateica: "Jā!"
Nav to gružu, kas ir piesieti ikdienā
Gribu visu mūžu tiekties šai virzienā
Prieks, kas, liekas, modina vientiesi ikvienā
Jūtos gluži tā kā piektdienā pirmdienā
Šodien neredzēt man ļaužu nīšanas
Barjeras? Likās tās ir daudz un bīstamas
Bet, ja jau esmu šeit, visiem saucu peace
Un tas, ka tagad dzirdi mani, nav sagadīšanās

Tā ir dāvana Dieva, ka tagad ir, ko teikt
Ka tagad pavadu dienas, pasakot šito šeit
Liekas, ka redzu pavasari pirmo reizi
Darba rezultāti pamanāmi, tikko beidz
Ir laiks darīt, nevis padoties kā panikā
Par spīti skepsei, kas sarodas kā paziņas
Jūtos labi, kā kad pamodos bez paģirām
Jo tēmēju uz debesīm tā kā samaļots Gagarinam
Kaut nelidošu tā kā Pīters Pens
Bet es esmu dzīvs – to ir svinēt vērts
Un es nepīpēju, pat ja tas ir nemodīgi, klau
Bet, ja Tev saku "Hi", tas nenozīmē "Čau!"
Mani, kad nolika, mani mocīja gruži
Bet no tā tiku vaļā, notika tas ļoti pat klusi
Tad es nodevos šitam – tas tagad noved uz studiju
Bet es sasniegšu augšu, lai varu nolēkt ar gumiju

Tev ir skepse? Pret to ņemam pretindi
Slīpēt sīkumus – to gadus daram nezin' cik
Jo redzēt vīziju – to es varu, nevis viņš
Neesmu traks sakot, ka mēs nekad nemirsim
Man vienalga, man ir dūša pūlī bļaut
Nezinu, kā jūs, bet es būšu mūžīgi jauns
Esmu kluss – tas tips, ko nelamās uz ielas
Bet esmu labākais tad, kad neskatās neviens
Uz pilnu banku – redzēsim kā lirika sprāgst
Pazudīs rēka, kad debesis tas idiots skars
Es eju svinēt, ģērbies tā kā video stārs
Pēdējos desmit latus tērēšu kā miljonārs
Krāsu pelēko es mainu pret sarkanu akrilu
Nejautā "Kā iet?", ja gaidi standarta atbildi
Saka "Re, kur psihs!", nu, tie, kas retāk tic
Jo esmu laimīgs, bet man ir pa vecam viss

Do You Feel It

Today, it feels like I can do anything.
The world is mine just because I'm doing it right.
This time, everything will work out – even the haters know it.
The sun is shining again, it was gone for too long.
I keep going, walking with the steps of a messiah.
I feel like I just finished a therapy session.
As if I have a million, and don't need to save pennies.
As if the girl I like just said to me, "Yes!"
There's no junk weighing me down daily.
I want to strive in this direction for the rest of my life.
Joy that seems to awaken everyone.
I feel like it's Friday on a Monday.
Today, I don't see people's hatred.
Barriers? They seemed so many and dangerous.
But if I'm already here, I'm calling peace to everyone.
And you hearing me now is not a coincidence.

It's a gift from God that I have something to say now.
That I now spend my days, saying this here.
It feels like I'm seeing spring for the first time.
The results of the work are noticeable as soon as you finish.
It's time to act, not to give up in panic.
Despite the skepticism that arises like an acquaintance.
I feel good, like when I wake up without a hangover.
Because I'm aiming for the sky like a crazy Gagarin.
Even though I won't fly like Peter Pan.
But I'm alive - that's worth celebrating.
And I don't smoke, even if it's not fashionable, you know.
But if I say "Hi" to you, it doesn't mean "Bye!"
When they put me down, I was tormented by junk.
But I got rid of it, it happened very quietly.
Then I surrendered to this - now it leads me to the studio.
But I will reach the top so I can bungee jump.

You have skepticism? We have an antidote for that.
Polishing the details - we do that for who knows how many years.
Because seeing the vision - I can do that, not him.
I'm not crazy to say that we will never die.
I don't care, I have the courage to shine in the dust.
I don't know about you, but I'll be forever young.
I'm quiet - the type that doesn't swear on the streets.
But I'm the best when no one's watching.
To the full bank - we'll see how the lyrics explode.
The roar will disappear when this idiot touches the sky.
I'm going to celebrate, dressed like a video star.
I'll spend my last ten lats like a millionaire.
I change the gray color to red acrylic.
Don't ask "How are you?" if you're expecting a standard answer.
They say "Look, there's a psycho!", well, those who believe less often.
Because I'm happy, but I have everything the old way.