Below is the lyrics of the song Sarkana Saule , artist - Hospitāļu Iela with translation
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Hospitāļu Iela
Sarkana, sarkana saule iekritīs ūdenī
Šņāks un plosīsies verdošām šļakatām
Noplaucēs seju un rokas
Beigsies oranžās dienas
Un aukstums ielīdīs dzīvoklī
Bet mēs tik spītīgi turpinām gulēt
Pie atvērtiem logiem
Skaitām dienas, kad atkāpsies ledus
Zilganā gāzes liesma deg lāstekām pretī
Kaķis murrā man klēpī - būs karš
Un uzvarēs tie, kuri domā, ka nebūs
Tur ārā sētnieks (tur ārā sētnieks)
Ar lielu slotu (ar lielu slotu)
Dzenā sniegu (dzenā sniegu)
Man pa logu (man pa logu)
Gaida vārna (gaida vārna)
Gaida pūce naktī (gaida pūce naktī)
Ejam staigāt (ejam staigāt)
Mēs ar manu kaķi
Skaitām dienas, kad atkāpsies ledus
Zilganā gāzes liesma deg lāstekām pretī
Kaķis murrā man klēpī - būs karš
Un sarkana, sarkana saule iekritīs ūdenī
Šņāks un plosīsies, verdošām šļakatām
Noplaucēs seju un rokas
Beigsies oranžās dienas
Un aukstums ielīdīs dzīvoklī
Bet mēs tik spītīgi turpinām gulēt
Pie atvērtiem logiem
Skaitām dienas, kad atkāpsies ledus
Zilganā gāzes liesma deg lāstekām pretī
Kaķis murrā man klēpī - būs karš
The red, red sun will fall into the water
Sniff and rupture in boiling splashes
Wash face and hands
The orange days will end
And the cold will enter the apartment
But we continue to sleep so stubbornly
With open windows
Count the days when the ice will retreat
The bluish flame of the gas burns against the icicles
The cat breaks my lap - there will be a war
And those who think they won't will win
Out there janitor (out there janitor)
With large broom (with large broom)
Powered by snow (driven by snow)
Man by the window (me by the window)
Waiting for a crow (waiting for a crow)
Waiting for an owl at night (waiting for an owl at night)
Let's walk (let's walk)
We are with my cat
Count the days when the ice will retreat
The bluish flame of the gas burns against the icicles
The cat breaks my lap - there will be a war
And the red, red sun will fall into the water
Sniff and rupture, boiling splashes
Wash face and hands
The orange days will end
And the cold will enter the apartment
But we continue to sleep so stubbornly
With open windows
Count the days when the ice will retreat
The bluish flame of the gas burns against the icicles
The cat breaks my lap - there will be a war
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