Hospitāļu Iela - Hospitāļu Iela

Un tumšās parādenēs, daiļā, zūdi tu vairs

Vairs neredzēt man tavu gurnu šūpas

Bet neesmu pēc dailes nācis šeit

Es tālāk soļoju un ieraudzīju žūpas

To bija kādi pieci vienuviet ar

Ar acīm sarkanām kā bēdīgs saules riets

Bij polši pievesti, tie stiķēja priekš viena

Jo bija vienpadsmit un bija brīva diena

Es izlikos, ka viņus nepazīstu

Es, rēta, izlikos, ka dzīstu

Es muku bodītē un pirku desmit olas

Es viņus pazinu, tie bij' no mūsu skolas

Lai piedod labiņie, kas dzīvo šajā ielā

Un savu labimiņu rāda katru dienu

Bet viņi nav un nebūs

Nav un nebūs šitās ielas sāls

Viens no tiem čaļiem tāds vecs un gluži bāls

Varbūt ir dzejnieks, visu mūžu raksta

Ar pieduļķotām asinīm uz bruģa tādas dzejas

Kas liktu visam apstāties

Un mājas truli raugās

Un tiesneši rok dārzus

Un mājas truli raugās

Un tiesneši rok dārzus

Un mājas truli raugās

Un tiesneši rok dārzus

Ir brīva diena

Vienpadsmit un lāsts

And in the dark scenes, beautiful, you disappear anymore

Don't see me swinging your hips anymore

But I have not come here for beauty

I walked on and saw my worries

It was about five in one place with

With red eyes like a sad sunset

The poles were brought in, they were pushing for one

Because it was eleven and there was a day off

I pretend not to know them

I, the scar, pretend to heal

I went to the bodice and bought ten eggs

I know them, they were from our school

Forgive the ladies who live on this street

And your maid shows every day

But they are not and will not be

There is no salt on this street

One of those guys is so old and quite pale

Maybe a poet who writes all his life

With embedded blood on the pavement of such poetry

That would stop everything

And the house is watching dumbly

And the judges dig the gardens

And the house is watching dumbly

And the judges dig the gardens

And the house is watching dumbly

And the judges dig the gardens

There is a day off

Eleven and the curse