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Mēs nelūdzam tos, kas bij' vakar,
Mēs nezinām tos, kas būs rīt.
Lai Staļins vai Čerčils mūs pakar,
Vienalga, kā kauliņi krīt.
Nu sapnis par dzimteni zudis
Ar visu, kas latvietim bij.
Sen zināms, ka postā mūs grūdīs
Kāds tatārs, kas dvēseles mij.
Mēs uzspļaujam skanīgām frāzēm
Un večiem, kam pravieša balss.
Vien šņabis, ko dzeram bez glāzēm,
Mums stāsta - vairs tālu nav gals.
Lai ģeķi pūš pīlītes naivas,
Ka vēl kaut kur taisnība mīt.
Pār Kurzemes veļupēm laivās
Daudz biedru jau aizvedīs rīt.
Tiem nepalīdz vārdi un ziedi,
Ko liekuļi svīzdami pin.
To acīs tumst vaidi un biedi,
Kad kāzas ar kaulaino svin.
Mēs nelūdzam tos, kas bij' vakar,
Daudz ļaunāk jau klāsies mums rīt.
Lai Staļins vai Čerčils mūs pakar,
Vienalga, kā kauliņi krīt...
EN
We didn't praise those who came yesterday,
We don't know who it'll be tomorrow.
Let Stalin and Churchill hang us,
However the dice may fall.
Now the dream of a homeland is gone,
With everything that is Latvian.
It's been known that we'll be pushed to ruin
By some Tatar (Russian) who steps on souls.
We spit on musical phrases
And on elders with prophetic voices.
Only the vodka that we drink without glasses
Tells us, the end is near.
Let the fools speak naive nonsense,
That justice still lives somewhere.
Over Kurzeme's rivers in boats
Many of our mates will leave tomorrow.
Neither flowers nor praise will help them,
Even though the hypocrites insist.
Their eyes grow dark with fear,
When they celebrate marriage with death.
We didn't praise those who came yesterday,
We will be a lot worse tomorrow.
Let Stalin and Churchill hang us,
However the dice may fall.