Aiz vēja ģenerātora [English translation]

Further, behind the wind turbine

A little closer to the river

She stood

A guard dog was barking by her legs

He had said "Choose

Between me and what you do"

Even though nobody belongs to anybody

And will never belong

From a distance, it is hard to discern

Fake tears from real ones

He would come closer and lick them

But he is afraid, oh so afraid to crumble

Into pi-pi-pi-pieces

Between the best ones, the best ones, the best ones

She's not in fashion anymore

He has never been

She thinks otherwise

He is a dish that has spilled over

A long time ago

He wanted to tie her up

And so he did

Even though nobody belongs to anybody

And will never belong

And will never belong

From a distance, it is hard to discern

Fake tears from real ones

He would come closer and lick them

But he is afraid, oh so afraid to crumble

Into pi-pi-pi-pieces

Between the best ones, the best ones, the best ones

When the ship is still on the shore

We have to get used to the unusual

But what if your flag flies at the mast?

When the ship is still on the shore...

From a distance, it is hard to discern

Fake tears from real ones

He would come closer and lick them

But he is afraid, oh so afraid to crumble

Into pi-pi-pi-pieces

Between the best ones, the best ones, the best ones

When the ship is still on the shore

We have to get used to the unusual

But what if your flag flies at the mast?