Текст и перевод песни Raimonds Pauls - Melnā Dziesma

Melnā Dziesma

Jūs zogat, mānaties un melu,
Kad lukturī deg uguns silts,
Bet asinīs man avots vārās
Un pagāni no senas cilts.

Kur pagāni tur,
Kur uguni kur,
Tur dzīvais ir brīvs,
Kur brīvais ir dzīvs.

Kur pagāni tur,
Kur uguni kur,
Tur dzīvais ir brīvs,
Kur brīvais ir dzīvs.

Es sevi pārdodu, ne pērku,
Sev nojautas par to tās bij',
Aiz jūrām tur, kur saule peldē
Un brāļi ziedo ugunij.

Kur pagāni tur,
Kur uguni kur,
Tur dzīvais ir brīvs,
Kur brīvais ir dzīvs.

Kur pagāni tur,
Kur uguni kur,
Tur dzīvais ir brīvs,
Kur brīvais ir dzīvs.

Nu, lukturis man saules vietā,
Pie durvīm migla, kaislīgs sārts,
Jūs varat manu miesu nopirkt,
Bet nenopērkams ir mans vārds.

Kur pagāni tur,
Kur uguni kur,
Tur dzīvais ir brīvs,
Kur brīvais ir dzīvs.

Kur pagāni tur,
Kur uguni kur,
Tur dzīvais ir brīvs,
Kur brīvais ir dzīvs.

Nu, lukturis man saules vietā,
Pie durvīm migla, kaislīgs sārts,
Jūs varat manu miesu nopirkt,
Bet nenopērkams ir mans vārds.

Kur pagāni tur,
Kur uguni kur,
Tur dzīvais ir brīvs,
Kur brīvais ir dzīvs.

Kur pagāni tur,
Kur uguni kur,
Tur dzīvais ir brīvs,
Kur brīvais ir dzīvs.

Black Song

You steal, deceive and lie,
When a warm fire burns in the lamp,
But blood boils in my veins
And pagans from an ancient tribe.

Where pagans are there,
Where the fire burns,
There the living is free,
Where the free is alive.

Where pagans are there,
Where the fire burns,
There the living is free,
Where the free is alive.

I sell myself, I don't buy,
I had a sense of it
Across the seas, where the sun swims
And brothers sacrifice to the fire.

Where pagans are there,
Where the fire burns,
There the living is free,
Where the free is alive.

Where pagans are there,
Where the fire burns,
There the living is free,
Where the free is alive.

Now, the lantern replaces the sun for me.
At the door, the fog is passionately red,
You can buy my body,
But my name is not for sale.

Where pagans are there,
Where the fire burns,
There the living is free,
Where the free is alive.

Where pagans are there,
Where the fire burns,
There the living is free,
Where the free is alive.

Now, the lantern replaces the sun for me.
At the door, the fog is passionately red,
You can buy my body,
But my name is not for sale.

Where pagans are there,
Where the fire burns,
There the living is free,
Where the free is alive.

Where pagans are there,
Where the fire burns,
There the living is free,
Where the free is alive.