2018.08.30.
The land of the Latvians stands open
The land of the Latvians stands openLike a blood vessel, severed
Blood flows out, power flows out
The land of the Latvians stands open
The land of the Latvians stands open
Winds wander in, out
They tear out seeds, they tear out roots
The land of the Latvians stands open
Nailed to the crossroads
Draughted by the crosswinds
Nailed to the crossroads
Draughted by the crosswinds
A small child at the crossroads
Sand fliws like time through his fingers
It is our freedom
It is our freedom
It is our life
It is our life
In the crossroads a small child plays
The land of the Latvians stands open
In the crossroads a small child plays
The land of the Latvians stands open