No matter how often I hear her voice I am deeply moved, sometimes to tears. She stands there and sings. No distracting dancers in the back ground. No distracting gestures. She just sings. I will have her sing at my funeral. I'll hear her from the other side.
Lord, who hears the whispers of the grass, who doesn't even make the redtop suffer Words which are in Latvian hearts are burning and glowing and doesn't go out Words which are in our veins are sounding with the first day Because once you have made my brothers and me to be born in this land Lord, we believe that you and your holy mind wants That this nation still lives and collects the harvest in this land That over these downhills and mountains only Latvian language sounds This land is whispering it to me, every rock is telling me it. You don't want that stranger once again forges us in shackles That we fall back in the night when we have seen the sun You don't want that Latvian nation again falls on the knees And that us who are free today, would be locked in shackles again tomorrow You don't want that we are praying you in foreign language You who has given us this land, you who is our father! Aren't our songs beautiful? No, those aren't sung by weak heart! That's why your sun will have to shine for freedom... That's why protect us in those days when guard raises an alarm in tower When friend collapses in friend's hands, reaped by the scythe of death When the swarm of lead bees will tear and sting Latvians When the grove of white crosses will raise invisible arms! It will be too late to unite us then if the hate will tear us today Dreadful, oh Lord, will sound groan of Latvian nation. Oh, will brother really be able to recognize brother only in bondage And are we really only chosen for the eternal servitude? Is this freedom will be only the dream in our process of nation And does foreign masters after years will cast us out in slavery? No, it's hard to believe it! No, this thought pains in heart... That's why we pray in this day: Lord come down from your throne! Come and walk over this land while it still feels the sun Come and melt us into rock so that no one breaks us. Come and bless us and unite us and give us the strength of work So that in fateful hour a terrible punishment wouldn't wait for us. Today Lord we pray you: don't let Latvians die and disappear Make us always feel your sun over our heads - Until those times which none of us knows yet today Let the Latvian eagle be free forever, swinging its wings, run! Give us strength, give us courage, give us unanimity, Father! So that we could go against unknown times through lifetimes Give us strength, give us courage, give us unanimity, Father! So that we could go against unknown times through lifetimes lyricstranslate.com/en/l%C5%ABg%C5%A1ana-prayer.html
One of the good things about listening to songs in a language I don't know is to concentrate on all the things done so well, conveying mood, the expression and clear voice, velvety and never forced, which are always lovely. Aleksandra never disappoints- she deserves far more of an audience though.
Ai kāds satarukums bijis! Redzēt gan nevar nemaz. Pirmajā pantā samisējās. Tomēr šis ir mans vis vis vismīļākais šīs dziesmas izpildījums. Lai piedod Ieva, bet man patīk Alesandra ļoti.
If you get a chance to visit Riga and Jurmala, Latvia you won't be disappointed. If I hear of a concert being performed by Aleksandra in either Riga or Jurmala, I will be there :-)
