A keresés eredménye

Letter To Latvia

I feel so lonely and redundant here in the distant foreignness
The joy about this chance is lost long ago.
Maybe the time has come to toss it all aside?
How to heal the hurting and expectant heart?
 
There my Latvia blooms, children sing about the fatherland
Await me there, mother and beloved!
There my Latvia blooms, children sing about the fatherland
To run along with migratory birds to home I wish to run.
 
Days and months run, more and more I feel,
That this land drags me in like a swamp.
Although I would get here the world's treasures,
The longing for the land I loved and lost remains.
 
There my Latvia blooms, children sing about the fatherland
Await me there, mother and beloved!
There my Latvia blooms, children sing about the fatherland
To run along with migratory birds to home I wish to run.
 
There my Latvia blooms, children sing about the fatherland
Await me there, mother and beloved!
There my Latvia blooms, children sing about the fatherland
To run along with migratory birds to home I wish to run.