Mēs nelūdzam tos, kas bij' vakar
We don't ask those who were yesterday
Mēs nezinām tos, kas būs rīt
We don't know those who will be tomorrow
Lai Staļins vai Čerčils mūs pakar
Let the Stalin or Churchill hang us
Vienalga, kā kauliņi krīt
Doesn't matter how dice falls
Nu sapnis par dzimteni zudis
Now the dream about the homeland is lost
Ar visu, kas latvietim bij
With everything what Latvian had
Sen zināms, ka postā mūs grūdīs
Long known that in misery will throw us
Kāds tatārs, kas dvēseles mij
Some Tatar who steps on souls
Mēs uzspļaujam skanīgām frāzēm
We spit on sonorous phrases
Un večiem, kam pravieša balss
And on men 1 who has the prophet's voice
Vien šņabis, ko dzeram bez glāzēm
Only vodka, which we drink without the glasses
Mums stāsta - vairs tālu nav gals
Tells us - the end isn't far anymore
Lai ģeķi pūš pīlītes naivas
Let the fools lie naively 2
Ka vēl kaut kur taisnība mīt
That the truth still lives somewhere
Pār Kurzemes veļupēm laivās
Over the Courland's rivers of the dead in boats 3
Daudz biedru jau aizvedīs rīt
Many companions will be taken away tomorrow already
Tiem nepalīdz vārdi un ziedi
The words and flowers, which hypocrites weave in sweat,
Ko liekuļi svīzdami pin
Doesn't help them. 4
To acīs tumst vaidi un biedi
In their eyes darkens the groans and terrors 5
Kad kāzas ar kaulaino svin
When the wedding with death is celebrated 6
Mēs nelūdzam tos, kas bij' vakar
We don't ask those who were yesterday
Daudz ļaunāk jau klāsies mums rīt
We don't know those who will be tomorrow
Lai Staļins vai Čerčils mūs pakar
Let the Stalin or Churchill hang us
Vienalga, kā kauliņi krīt
Doesn't matter how dice falls