Divas Latvijas - Kaspars Dimiters

Vēl ne tik sen, pirms jaunā normāluma

Bars pukojās, bet pārāk nenoskuma

Bij' stadionos, arēnās un klubos

Kur priecāties, līdz kamēr neizrubos

Bij' mūzika, ko konvejieri ražo

Bij' masām brīvība, kas panesami važo

Un lielveikalu milzu katedrālēs

Kur ticēt mūžībai, kas tepat preču zālēs

Bij' sodu daudz kā kūtspakaļā nātru

Jā, radari, lai nenesies par ātru

Jā, nodokļi, bet vai no tiem kāds ģība

Bij' iekš kā aizmirsties, un tā bij' mantkārība

Te pēkšņi bāc!

— un pīrsings tavs zem maskas!

Visapkārt policisti, bākugunis, kaskas

Ne draugu pabučot, ne šefam gurnus gorīt

Nu lomkas tādas — skrobi grūti norīt

Nu pēkšņi tvarsta tevi naktī ielās

Cik tautā sodīto nu Panorāmā lielās

Viss apstājies — kā mocīts, skrējis mūrī

Kas pārāk lecas, notiesā, liek būrī

Bet tie tak savējie, ko paši ievēlējām

No tautas labākie, ar izredzēto spējām

Par mums tie rūpējas.

Un armija nāks talkā

Ar varu izārstēs, ne vidā pārāk smalkā

Nu vīruss tāds, ka visi potējami

Nu visi slimnieki un slimi visiem nami

Ar mūsu balsīm nokļuvušie spicē

Kā slimus dzīvnikus mūs testē, dezinficē

Un policists, kas tevi ņems pie žaunas

Vien klausīs pavēlēm, kas tam ik dienas jaunas

Kā kādreiz «troikas» — plika politika

Vien darīja, ko priekšniecība lika

Tā arī nacisti, kas līķus kalniem krāva

Vien darīja, ko pavēles tiem ļāva

Tāpat ar tiem, kas šodien karavīri

Liks šaut un šaus.

Un papīri būs tīri

Ir divas Latvijas, ko dalīs divās pusēs

Kas pavēl, vienā būs.

To pusē būs, kas klusēs

Bet otrā tie, kas pirmo plānus minēs

Tos pirmie izolēs, ar varu novakcinēs

Vairs nav ko brīnīties — viss notiks acu priekšā

Nav jāliek cietumā - jau visi tajā iekšā

Varbūt vēl Saeimu šo veco atlaist spēsim

Un jaunu, labāku, sirds mieram ievēlēsim

Varbūt tie dzeloņdrātis sudrabos vai zeltīs

Varbūt liks barakās un neļaus nosalt teltīs

Varbūt tie pažēlos — bez sāpēm iemidzinās

Bet to, ka tauta mēs, neviens vairs neuzzinās

Ir tautām dziesmas — mūžīgas un svētas

Ir tautās vienots spēks — tās Dieva izredzētas

Ja vergu bars, kam ‘draivs' ir mantkārība

Tad lai vairs neesam.

Un tā būs Dieva griba

Lai esam tauta

Tīra zelta vātīm

Lai baiļu nav mums

No varas dzeloņdrātīm

Not so long ago, before the new normal

The crowd was sulking, but not too sad

Be in stadiums, arenas and clubs

Where to be happy until you die

Bij' music that conveyor belts make

There was freedom for the masses, which is tolerably shackled

And in the giant cathedrals of supermarkets

Where to believe in eternity, which is right here in the halls of goods

There were many punishments like nettles in the barnyard

Yes, radars, don't go too fast

Yes, taxes, but does anyone faint from them

It was like forgetting, and that was greed

There's a sudden push!

— and your piercing under the mask!

Policemen, beacons, helmets all around

Not kissing a friend, not having a boss's bum

Well, that's the problem - the starch is hard to swallow

Well, suddenly you are being chased in the streets at night

How many people are punished in Panorama?

Everything stopped - as if tormented, running into a wall

Anyone who jumps too much is condemned, put in a cage

But those are our own, which we chose ourselves

The best of the people, with the abilities of the chosen ones

They take care of us.

And the army will come to the rescue

With power will heal, not in an environment too subtle

Well, the virus is such that everyone can be vaccinated

Well, all the sick and all the sick at home

With our votes, those caught in the spikes

As sick animals, we are tested, disinfected

And a policeman who will take you by the gills

It will only listen to commands that are new to it every day

As the troikas once were - naked politics

Just did what the management told

So did the Nazis, who piled corpses on mountains

They just did what the orders allowed them to do

Likewise with those who are soldiers today

Will order to shoot and will shoot.

And the papers will be clean

There are two Latvias, which will be divided into two halves

Who commands, will be in one.

On their side will be those who remain silent

But in the second, those who will mention the first plans

They will be the first to be isolated, forcibly vaccinated

There is nothing to wonder anymore - everything will happen before your eyes

There is no need to put in prison - everyone is already in it

Maybe we will be able to fire this old Saeima

And let's elect a new, better one for peace of mind

Maybe the barbed wire will be silver or gold

Maybe put them in barracks and keep them from freezing in tents

Maybe they'll take pity - they'll fall asleep without pain

But no one will ever know that we are the people

There are songs for the nations, eternal and sacred

There is a united power in the nations - those chosen by God

If a bunch of slaves whose 'drive' is greed

Then let's not be anymore.

And that will be God's will

Let us be a nation

Pure gold for watts

Let us have no fear

From the barbed wire of power