Текст и перевод песни Kaspars Dimiters - Dzīvie Uz Salas

Dzīvie Uz Salas

Pie kā man pieskarties mīļā
Tava miesa atkal ir auksta
Un tomēr mēs esam uz salas
Mana seja un tava plauksta

Sniegbalta akla jūra
Kā siena guļ malu malās
Vai visa mīlestība ir mirusi
Vai tikai uz mūsu salas

Noglāsta tavu pieri
Sviedru zvaigznītes dažas
Varbūt rīts mums jau pienāks debesīs
Ak šīs vienīgās saldās bažas

Tava nopūta aizlidos pirmā
Manas šaubas sekos pa pēdām
Ja mūsu mutes būtu ielas
Tās dzertu lietu aiz bēdām

Logā kāds baznīcas tornis
Ar mirušu gaili uz iesma
Gribu tev dziedāt par mīlestību
Bet sanāk vien gājputna dziesma

Vienmēr jau ir siltākas zemes
Par to no kuras mēs bēgam
Īstenībā mēs esam jau nosaluši
Bet izliekamies ka vēl degam

No rīta kad mazgāsi zobus
Un nepazīsi savu seju
Esi mierīga kā parasti
Jo atkal es neaizeju

Tie miljardi kuri rīt šķirsies
Lai sev ko labāku rastu
Tie nezin ka drošāk ir uz salas
Un noslīks ceļā uz krastu

Es rokas paceļu tā
Kā divas atvadu kallas
Lai esam atdzisušie
Tomēr vēl dzīvie uz salas

Survivors On The Island

My darling, what should I touch,
Your body is cold again.
Still, we are on an island,
My face and your palm.

The snow-white blind sea,
Lies like a wall around the edges.
Has all love died,
Or only on our island?

Caress your forehead,
Some beads of sweat.
Perhaps morning will come to us in heaven,
Oh, these only sweet worries.

Your sigh will fly first,
My doubts will follow in its footsteps.
If our mouths were streets,
They would drink rain out of sorrow.

In the window some church tower,
With a dead rooster on a spit.
I want to sing to you about love,
But all I can sing is the song of a migratory bird.

There are always warmer lands,
Than the one from which we flee.
In truth, we are already frozen,
But we pretend that we are still burning.

In the morning when you brush your teeth,
And do not recognize your own face,
Be calm as usual,
Because I'm not going away again.

Those billions who will part tomorrow,
In order to find something better for themselves,
They do not know that it is safer on the island,
And will drown on the way to shore.

I raise my hands like this,
Like two farewell callas.
So we are cooled,
Yet still alive on the island.