Kā es gribētu būt dārznieks
How I wish I was a gardener
Bez dārza un bez naudas.
Without a garden and without money
Vai tad tikai tas ir dārznieks
Is only the gardener who has a garden,
Kam ir dārzs, kam ir dārzs?
who has a garden, a gardener?
Ja man jautātu: Kā tev ar prātu?
If I was asked:How's your mind?
Bet kā tev? es pārjautātu.
But how's yours? I would ask back.
Pa vienām kāpnēm mēs kāpjam, bet
We step on the same ladder, but
Katrs savā stāvā dzīvojam.
We live on different floors.
Tā nav mana māja,
That is not my house,
Tas nav mans dārzs,
That is not my garden,
Dārznieku tik daudz, ka vai neprāts.
So many gardeners that it's madness.
Kur ir tāda māja
Where is a house
Kur ir tāds dārzs
Where is a garden
Kur kāds dārznieks jau nemitinās?
That doesn't already have a gardener?
Kā lai priecājas bez tevis?
How can I be happy without you?
Vilcienos un stadionos
In trains and stadiums
Varu pierādīt pats sevi
I can prove myself
Bet vai ta sbūtu vajadzīgs?
But is that necessary?