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Time Traveler
05:48
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I was a commoner, A simple soul
One who had walked too many roads
I was a traveler With a mind of my own
One who had seen a different road
Then you saw me walking
Through the fields of sun-dried hay
Couldn’t hear me talking
Teaching silence to behave
I was a commoner, a simple mind
One who had seen a different life
I was a traveler who skipped the time
To see if birds will be alright
Then you came and told me:
“Busy thoughts are meant for gods”
Couldn’t hear me talking
See that I’m no God at all
Most of us are skipping time to reach the praise
Most of us are flying through an endless maze
I was a commoner, A simple soul
One who had seen his all before
I was a traveler who skipped the time
To see if birds will be alright
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Peanuts & Wine
04:47
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I gave my heart to the postman
To that even when we’re miles apart, he’ll ship it off
I shared my thoughts with a kind man
Who sat on a broken box and wrote his days away
A poet, a poet he was
A poet he was
I gave myself to the sea to keep the time safe from me
And save my sanity
The waves will be our judges
They’ll try to see clearly for me
For me
“Won’t you promise me honesty,” – you so declared,
“…a life free from vanity with just your mind at stake.”
The world will give no discount to those who fake a grip
And send a smile to those clowns who do not fear to sip
Our paths may wrap and tangle and reach certain flair
But in a second you’ll pray: “Love, please don’t cut your hair.”
“Won’t you promise me honesty, a life free…free from vanity.”
Go and put yourself on a yard sale, get rid of those aching bones.
There’s still far to go.
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Mātes sirds
03:28
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Ceļa maizi mātes vainagos iepinušas
Lai to klusā dziesma atpakaļ mūs sauc
Saules starus pinot, ziediem rotājušas
Mūsu mazo sapņu atslēdziņas, kas lielās durvis vērs
Savu laimi mātes šūpulī ielikušas
Lai mūs ieaijātu droši pasaulē
Cauri zemes stīgām dziesmā iesējušas
Savu mīlestību, kas, caur pļavām skrienot, pēdas kutina
Mīļā mātes sirds
Ceļa maizi mātes šūpulī ielikušas
Kas ar lielu spēku pāri laikam plūst
Savu mīlestību zemē iesējušas
Lai ar basām kājām droši varam skriet pa ceļiem dažādiem
Mūs ar ziediem rotā, smeļot drosmi saujās
Asarām, kas klusi nožūst nemanot
Skūpstot pacietīgi ceļus nobrāztos
Mātes sirdī vietas nepietrūkst
Mīļā mātes sirds
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4. |
Tu esi miers
03:20
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Tu esi miers, miers, miers
Pasaule guļ mums pie kājām
Ar tevi kopā ik vietu
Es saucu par savām mājām
Tu esi prieks, prieks, prieks
Debesis augstas, balts klusums
Es nolieku galvu
Tev uz krūtīm un dusu
Bezgala ceļi man ar tevi jāiet būs
Bezgala skaists un kluss (tu esi spēks)
Bezgala ceļi man ar tevi jāiet būs
Bezgala skaists.... klusums
Tu esi miers, miers, miers
Zinu, sadegs šī dzīve radot
Vai vari šim vienam mūžam
Savu mieru man atdot?
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Dārta Legzdiņa Latvia
A Latvian singer-songwriter.
“I am a traveler, a writer, explorer of peace and the
infinity...I am an artist, a musician, a sister, a friend, but most of all - a dreamer. Music comes to me after an intense moment of silence..when thoughts and experiences accumulate and can’t be held in a notebook any longer.”
She writes music both in English and Latvian.
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