Zied ievas Siguldā - Раймонд Паулс, Viktors Lapčenoks

Kaist smaržās gaiss kā liesma telpā,

Šķiet seno teiksmu balsis san.

Pie tevis, Gauja, tavā elpā

Man sirdī tāla, man sirdī tāla,

Tāla atbalss skan.

Zied ievas Siguldā,

Zied ievas Siguldā,

Zied ievas Siguldā,

Siguldā, zied Siguldā.

Snauž pilskalns gurdā sapnī liegi,

No zemes dzīlēm skurbums tvan,

Pār Gauju kaisās ziedu sniegi,

Bet sirdī tāla, bet sirdī tāla,

Tāla atbalss skan.

Zied ievas Siguldā…

Mulst prāts, un atvars dzelmes atver,

Un dzīve vēlreiz pamāj man,

Un mani ziedu rokas satver,

Bet sirdī tāla, bet sirdī tāla,

Tāla atbalss skan.

Zied ievas Siguldā…

Smell the smell of air like a flame in a room

It seems the voices of ancient sayings san.

With you, Gauja, in your breath

I have a heart, I have a heart,

A long echo sounds.

Blooms in Sigulda,

Blooms in Sigulda,

Blooms in Sigulda,

In Sigulda, blooms in Sigulda.

The castle mound snoozes in a dream,

Grief rises from the depths of the earth,

Snow blows over the Gauja,

But distant in heart, but distant in heart,

A long echo sounds.

Flowers in Sigulda ied

Mulst the mind, and the opening opens the bottom,

And life nods to me again,

And the hand of the flower holdeth me,

But distant in heart, but distant in heart,

A long echo sounds.

Flowers in Sigulda ied