Paroles et traduction Raimonds Pauls feat. Zdzislavs Romanovskis - Vecā jūrnieka stāsts

Vecā jūrnieka stāsts

Gana dzerts, nu, gana
Sirds vai gluži mundra
Kas tas - Burinieks?
Hei, jūs, vecie jūras vilki
Nāciet šurpu, hei!

Burinieks šūpojas tālumā
Kur aiziet tas rītausmas bālumā
Uz tāda reiz braucu pats
Kad biju jauns, biju stalts

Hei, draugi, vai viļņus tur nedzenā?
Vai buras nav piepūtis gredzenā?
Kā jaunības dienās vējš tas pats
Kas ceļā šalc

Ek, sirdī tas laiks vēl skan
Jūras vējš dzied spīvs
No draugiem, kas bij' reiz man
Tikai dažs vairs šodien dzīvs

Vasara, rudens vai ziema tā
Es pielāpu tīklus, nu, ciematā
Kā senajās dienās vēl
Kad biju jauns, biju stalts

Hei, draugi, vai viļņus tur nedzenā?
Vai buras nav piepūtis gredzenā?
Kā jaunības dienās vējš tas pats
Kas ceļā šalc

Ek, sirdī tas laiks vēl skan
Jūras vējš dzied spīvs
No draugiem, kas bij' reiz man
Tikai dažs vairs šodien dzīvs

Hei, draugi, vai viļņus tur nedzenā?
Vai buras nav piepūtis gredzenā?
Kā jaunības dienās vējš tas pats
Kas ceļā šalc

The Old Sailor's Tale

Enough, my darling, enough
Is it your heart, or just your uniform?
What's that - The Sailer?
Hey you, old sea dogs
Come over here, hey!

The sailor rocks in the distance
Where does it go in the pale dawn
On such a boat I once sailed
When I was young, I was handsome

Hey, my love, are they chasing waves out there?
Have they not inflated the sails in rings?
Like in the days of our youth, the wind is the same
Rustling along the way

Oh, in my heart that time still rings
The sea wind sings hoarsely
Of the friends I once had
Only a few are still alive today

Summer, autumn, or winter
I mend my nets, in the village
As in the old days
When I was young, I was handsome

Hey, my love, are they chasing waves out there?
Have they not inflated the sails in rings?
Like in the days of our youth, the wind is the same
Rustling along the way

Oh, in my heart that time still rings
The sea wind sings hoarsely
Of the friends I once had
Only a few are still alive today

Hey, my love, are they chasing waves out there?
Have they not inflated the sails in rings?
Like in the days of our youth, the wind is the same
Rustling along the way