Still are the trees, still the fields,
Still the distant forests;
Fair is my homeland, oh, so fair,
My land of dream-blue forests.
over the rapids a wave swells up.
I feel a sudden longing –
A passing scent of bird cherry blossoms…
oh, how I miss your smile.
Still the distant forests;
Fair is my homeland, oh, so fair,
My land of dream-blue forests.
over the rapids a wave swells up.
I feel a sudden longing –
A passing scent of bird cherry blossoms…
oh, how I miss your smile.
Still are the hills, still the fields,
Still the distant forests;
Far is my homeland, oh, so far,
My land of dream-blue forests.
Teodors Tomsons (1909 - 1988) Latvia
Still the distant forests;
Far is my homeland, oh, so far,
My land of dream-blue forests.
Teodors Tomsons (1909 - 1988) Latvia
Translated by Vilnis Baumanis
Source: Bruno Skulte Land of Dreams Choral Works, Izdevējs Albany Records, 2017
Source: Bruno Skulte Land of Dreams Choral Works, Izdevējs Albany Records, 2017
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