Текст и перевод песни Pauls Butkevičs - Es esmu bagāts

Es esmu bagāts

Es esmu bagāts.
Man pieder viss,
Kas ar mani ir noticis.
Ātri skrejošas laimes stundas,
Un gaidu minūtes garās.
Bulvāri rudens liesmās
Un dubļaini pavasari.
Pēckara plānā maize
Un vēlākais ēd, cik gribi.
Ilgas pēc glāstiem
Un pati mīlestība.
Domas tīras kā krītošs sniegs
Un pa vidu netīras.
Atklātība kaila un tai
Nelietība pretī.
Smaga ir tāda nasta,
Smaga vari pat aizmirst, ka esi bagāts.

I Am Rich

I am rich.
Everything that
Has ever happened to me is my own.
Swiftly flying happy hours,
And awaited long minutes.
Boulevards in autumn flames
And muddy springs.
Postwar skimpy bread
And later eat as much as you like.
Longing for caresses
And love itself.
Thoughts are pure as falling snow
And in between unclean.
Naked openness and
Vileness against it.
Such a burden is heavy,
Heavy enough to even forget you are rich.