Riga! Ligo! Holyday!

Hey, dear friend, do you know my country? It's made of pine trees, of blue, Blue sky, of blue, blue lakes, of amber beads And folk dance beats. But our brand is the summer solstice, Cheerful old feast that is very popular in our Climes since ancient times. Now you know why go to Riga on the Year's shortest night. We will sing and dance on Līgo until Bonfires will be bright all night. Hey, dear friends, let's forget about these Financial crises. Wear fancy dresses, wear oak leaf wreaths, Eat Līgo cheese. Friend, take my hand, we'll jump over the fire, Higher and higher. If you fall down, you'll smell tasty as a Shashlik, but it's a cool trick. Now you know why go to Riga on the Year's shortest night. You will find your love on Līgo until sunflowers Will be bright. Not all roads lead to Rome. Our small country has own brand. If someone asks, "Where are you from?" I answer, "In Jersiko land." Hey, amigo, come to Riga. Summer is the time for Līgo. Līgo, Līgo, Līgo, Līgo, holiday. Come to us. Come, come to us. Come from the north. Come from the south. On foot, by horse, by bus, by train. Just come to us, never mind the rain. Never mind the rain. Never mind the rain. Hey, dear friend, do you know who I am? I'm a tree man. I'm the real Ghost of Līgo, singing oak. Don't think I joke. Mein lieber Freund, komm zu mir in Lettland. Das ist nicht Lappland. We will show you magic, but in Baltic style, So crazy and wild. Now you know why go to Riga on the Year's shortest night. You will find new friends on Līgo, And your impressions will be bright. Not all roads lead to Rome. Our small country has own brand. If someone asks, "Where are you from?" I answer, "In Jersiko land." Hey, amigo, come to Riga. Summer is the time for Līgo. Līgo, Līgo, Līgo, Līgo holiday