Straujā upe - Jauns Mēness

Vai tā straujā upe bija

Saldā miegā nemanīja

Viņas prieku salasīja, iemainīja

Sārta jūra mieru sauca

Mēness viņai pēli jauca

Pērkonlietus izvandīja, izbārstīja

«Nemosties mīļā», mēmi lūdzās viņš

«Nekā tur nebija, tev tikai izlikās

Nemosties mīļā, nedaudz izlijis vīns

Nekā tur nebija, laiks aizdomājās»

Svārkus tvēra, ārā skrēja

Vārtus vēra, neatvēra

Straujo upi ieraudzīja, nobijās

Durvis cieši aizbultēja

Ogles krāsnī noslāpēja

Viņas lūpas nepazina, izlikās

Was it a rapid river

He did not notice in his sweet sleep

Her joy was read, exchanged

The pink sea called for peace

The moon confused her

The thunderstorms were taken out, scattered

"Don't wake up dear," he prayed mutely

"There was nothing there, you just pretended

Do not wake up dear, a little spilled wine

There was nothing there, time to think »

The skirt was grabbed and ran out

The gate was opened, not opened

He saw the rapid river, frightened

The door slammed shut

Coal was quenched in the furnace

Her lips didn't recognize, she pretended