e.d. Mikrofons - BrainStorm

Kad es bij' maķenīt jaunāks

Vēl jaunāks kā tagad tu

Es rautin rāvos dziedāt

Lai visi to zinātu

Tad nejauši satiku mikrofonu

Viņš teica: «Klau!

Nāc pie manis!

Tu vari dziedāt savā aizgaldē

Bet es to izplatīšu pasaulē.»

Es teicu: «Labi!

Līko!

Tas der!

Tas iet krastā!»

Pāris dienas vēlāk

Es prasu: «Kāpēc nekas nenotiek?

Es tikai dziedu, dziedu un dziedu

Bet nevienu tas neinteresē.»

Un viņš teica: «Klau!

Mazliet pacieties!»

Es ciešos, ciešos, ciešos

Vai tikai mani negrib piečakarēt

Tad es cietos

(Vai tik tu kaut ko nelaid garām? Pats nožēlosi!)

Es varu ciesties dienu vai divas

Es varu gaidīt, kad lidos tā

Bet mikrofons sola un sola, un sola

Bet solītais nepildās

Un tad es teicu: «Man līdz kaklam!

Ē!

Mikrofons pīīīīī»

When I was' younger

Even younger than you are now

I sighed

Let everyone know

Then I accidentally met the microphone

He said, “Listen!

Come to me!

You can sing in your pen

But I will spread it in the world. ”

I said, “Okay!

Curse!

It fits!

It's going ashore! ”

A couple of days later

I ask, “Why is nothing happening?

I just sing, sing and sing

But no one cares. "

And he said, Lo!

Pat me a little! »

I close, close, close

Don't you just want to hang me

Then I suffered

(Don't you miss something? You'll regret it yourself!)

I can suffer for a day or two

I can wait for it to fly

But the microphone promises and promises, and promises

But the promises are not being fulfilled

And then I said, “To my neck!

Eh!

Microphone in the dice »