out past the fountain, a left by the station,
i start the day in the usual way.
then think well why not and stop for a coffee,
and begin to recall things that you say.

pluck up the courage and snap, it's gone again.
i start humming when doves cry.
can someone help me, i think that i'm lost here.
lost in a place called ...

es atkal esmu ruda
ruda kā visītākais lapsa kūmiņš
tagad tikai jāsagrābjas viltības
un
aidā