Es rakstu Dženijai - Раймонд Паулс, Nora Bumbiere, Viktors Lapčenoks

Sveika, Dženij!

Kā Tev iet?

Man iet labi.

Vēlos ar Tevi

iepazīties nopietnos nolūkos.

Es braucu tikai ar zirgu,

bet vienam ratos man ir skumji!

Dženij, augšā tai lidmašīnā

Nevieb lūpas par mani smīnā.

Lai Tev vēsta mazs, smaidošs foto —

Manu dzīvi velk auzu motors!

Dženij,

tici tam sudraba pakavam,

Mazāk tici tam sporta loto.

Smaidi blakus man ratos vai ragavās —

Visi apskaudīs tādu foto!

Dženij, nesien tās lūpas šleifē,

Kad Tu kuģī pār jūrām dreifē.

Droši braucu caur dzīvi ratos —

Zvaigznēm acīs un vējiem matos.

Dženij, tici tam sudraba pakavam,

Mazāk tici tam sporta loto.

Smaidi blakus man ratos vai ragavās —

Visi apskaudīs tādu foto!

Dženij, glābies, Tev benzīns matos!

Dženij, ātrāk sēd' manos ratos.

Šņirkstot smiltīm zem kurpju zolēm

Nost no ceļa — un naktsvijolēs.

Dženij,

tici tam sudraba pakavam,

Mazāk tici tam sporta loto.

Smaidi blakus man ratos vai ragavās —

Visi apskaudīs tādu foto!

Dženij, klausies mani vēl brīdi —

Neapprecies ar dīzelīti!

Slava zirgam lai skan kā moto:

Tava dzīve kā auzu motors.

Dženij, tici tam sudraba pakavam,

Mazāk tici tam sporta loto.

Smaidi blakus man ratos vai ragavās —

Visi apskaudīs tādu foto!

Paliec sveika!

Gaidīšu Tevi aerodromā, kad Tu

nolaidīsies no saviem augstumiem.

Manu zirgu Tu pazīsi

pēc zvaigznes pierē, bet mani pašu — pēc vējiem matos.

Tavs Jānis.

Dženij, tici tam sudraba pakavam,

Mazāk tici tam sporta loto!

Hi, Jenny!

How you doin?

I am well.

I want to be with you

meet for serious purposes.

I only ride a horse,

but for one wheel I am sad!

Jenny, on top of that plane

Don't make my lips smile.

Let a small, smiling photo tell you -

My life is pulled by an oatmeal engine!

Jenny,

believe in that silver horseshoe

Believe in sports bingo less.

Smile next to me in a cart or sled -

Everyone will envy such a photo!

Jenny, her lips flattened,

When you drift across the seas.

I drive safely through life in a cart -

Stars in the eyes and winds in the hair.

Jenny, believe that silver horseshoe,

Believe in sports bingo less.

Smile next to me in a cart or sled -

Everyone will envy such a photo!

Jenny, get away, you have gasoline in your hair!

Jenny, sit in my cart sooner.

Squeaking sand under the soles of shoes

Get off the road - and night violins.

Jenny,

believe in that silver horseshoe

Believe in sports bingo less.

Smile next to me in a cart or sled -

Everyone will envy such a photo!

Jenny, listen to me for a second -

Don't get married with diesel!

Glory to the horse to sound like a motto:

Your life as an oatmeal engine.

Jenny, believe that silver horseshoe,

Believe in sports bingo less.

Smile next to me in a cart or sled -

Everyone will envy such a photo!

Stay healthy!

I will be waiting for you at the airfield when you

will descend from their heights.

You will know my horse

after the star in the forehead, but myself - after the winds in my hair.

Yours, John.

Jenny, believe that silver horseshoe,

Believe in sports bingo less!