Paroles et traduction Raimonds Pauls - Rudenī vēlu, vēlu (feat. Nora Bumbiere & Viktors Lapčenoks)

Rudenī vēlu, vēlu (feat. Nora Bumbiere & Viktors Lapčenoks)

Dzeguze skaita un nebeidz vēl
Dzeguze šodien mums labu vēl
Ozola lapas kvēlo, vēl kā kvēlo

Dzeguzei šodien nav gadu žēl
Dzeguze šodien mums labu vēl
Rudeni solot vēlu, mums tik vēlu

Sarkanām lapām sniegot, dzeguze rimstas
Vējainie gadi koka dobumā elš
Rudenī vēlu, vēlu vainosim sevi
Vainosim paši sevi, dzeguzi – nē

Dzeguze žēlo, bet tukšais gads
Rudenī saka, tu neesi pats
Satikties ieej sevī pats ar sevi

Dvēselei cauri redz likteņacs
Prasot, cik reizes tu biji pats
Satikties ieej sevī pats ar sevi

Sarkanām lapām sniegot, dzeguze rimstas
Vējainie gadi koka dobumā elš
Rudenī vēlu, vēlu vainosim sevi
Vainosim paši sevi, dzeguzi – nē

Sarkanām lapām sniegot, dzeguze rimstas
Vējainie gadi koka dobumā elš
Rudenī vēlu, vēlu vainosim sevi

Vainosim paši sevi, dzeguzi – nē
Vainosim paši sevi, dzeguzi – nē
Vainosim paši sevi, dzeguzi – nē

Autumn So Late, So Late (feat. Nora Bumbiere & Viktors Lapčenoks)

The cuckoo counts and never stops
The cuckoo wishes us well today
The oak leaves glow, they still glow

The cuckoo does not regret the years today
The cuckoo wishes us well today
Promising us a late autumn, so late

As the red leaves fall, the cuckoo falls silent
Windy years breathe in the hollow of a tree
In late autumn, we blame ourselves
We blame ourselves, not the cuckoo

The cuckoo grieves, but an empty year
Says in autumn, you are not alone
Go within yourself and meet yourself

The eye of fate sees through the soul
Asking, how many times were you yourself
Go within yourself and meet yourself

As the red leaves fall, the cuckoo falls silent
Windy years breathe in the hollow of a tree
In late autumn, we blame ourselves
We blame ourselves, not the cuckoo

As the red leaves fall, the cuckoo falls silent
Windy years breathe in the hollow of a tree
In late autumn, we blame ourselves

We blame ourselves, not the cuckoo
We blame ourselves, not the cuckoo
We blame ourselves, not the cuckoo