Karsta, Karsta Rīta Rasa - Harijs Spanovskis, Раймонд Паулс

Karsta, karsta rīta rasa

Tā nav rasa, to es zinu

Pasaule ir raudājusi

Bet par ko — to tikai minu

Vai par to, ka nakts tik gara?

Vai par to, ko tumsa dara?

Vai par to, ka mīlas maz?

Vai par to, ka nav nemaz?

Vai par to, ka nakts tik gara?

Vai par to, ko tumsa dara?

Vai par to, ka mīlas maz?

Vai par to, ka nav nemaz?

Vai par to, ka zvaigznes tālas?

Vai par to, ka puķes bālas?

Vai par to, ka mīlas maz?

Vai par to, ka nav nemaz?

Vai par cerībām, kas gaisa?

Vai tāpat — no zila gaisa?

Vai varbūt pavisam cits?

Varbūt raudājusi līdz

Vai par cerībām, kas gaisa?

Vai tāpat — no zila gaisa?

Vai varbūt pavisam cits?

Varbūt raudājusi līdz

Gan par to, ka nakts tik gara

Gan par to, ko tumsa dara

Gan par to, ka mīlas maz

Gan par to, ka nav nemaz

Gan par to, ka zvaigznes tālas

Gan par to, ka puķes bālas

Gan par to, ka mīlas maz

Gan par to, ka nav nemaz

Gan par to, ka zvaigznes tālas

Gan par to, ka puķes bālas

Gan par to, ka mīlas maz

Gan par to, ka nav nemaz

Hot, hot morning dew

It's not dew, I know that

The world is crying

But for what - it's just mine

Is it that the night is so long?

Or about what darkness does?

Or that little love?

Is that not at all?

Is it that the night is so long?

Or about what darkness does?

Or that little love?

Is that not at all?

Is it that the stars are far away?

Is it that the flowers are pale?

Or that little love?

Is that not at all?

Or about expectations in the air?

Or from blue air?

Or maybe quite another?

Maybe cried up

Or about expectations in the air?

Or from blue air?

Or maybe quite another?

Maybe cried up

Both for the fact that the night is so long

Both about what darkness does

Both for the little love

Both for not being at all

Both for the fact that the stars are distant

Both for the fact that the flowers are pale

Both for the little love

Both for not being at all

Both for the fact that the stars are distant

Both for the fact that the flowers are pale

Both for the little love

Both for not being at all