STAICELIENE

\"I said nothing about any
when the horn cattle go home
I pledge to you I can not give
but klusēšu for all
retreats from the eyes of the ring \"

when the horn cattle go home
and drunk far cry in the mist
\"Because you\'re touching me
which then will decide to god
All shows will come when the fall
snow

\"I pledge to you I can not give
and if you ask a few serious \"
run into a symbol of the wings vēzējot
no, sorry, it\'s raven
\"If they were free to give a passport\"
\"But klusēšu for all
As with all small rivers will become \"
\"You have sharp eyes coding solution
Well give me your life \"
and leaf lying over the river

of the eye ring retreats
\"I am a river footbridge dress
you go over that last \"
as a hazel twig you will obey
This unfortunate little daughter

shadow bowed and walked behind the shadows closed the door on the floor stood viegliņš basket and blue forget-me-not blue thousand thousand thousand little blue flower of the I do it all to experience at all why I was born

tree wither. Aizbirst well.
Sand besieged centuries feet.
As autumn leaves dark waters of time
Swept us away ...

Thank you, Mother, do you love about your hands,
On a warm headrest, you I\'m doing,
Thank you, Mother, of thy strong hand,
For the good words, which aroused.

For your smile, your pat,
The sun, by the way, I have met,
For the whole of your life story
Today I thank you, thank you!

With the last breath of life
Yet the world would have to say
One word:
I am.
I am.
And if you\'ll have
Man,
Man all his life,
Then life
Among the people I will be.

When the sun set and the woods are silent,
When the sun wakes up in the morning,
How beautiful! So I do not say,
My own heart, the beauty of this -
I have lived.

will be remembered for the treasury,
Reflections from the relentless work
Moments full of joy
And the harsh moments.

Life - it is our desire, love and duty,
Not only what has been
But that still left over from us.

We, your friends are together again,
But you ride far away is called;
You last autumn flowers we bring,
Never had so many flowers you ...

aiziedams In the distance,
You leave us your proximity
His performance gains.

aiziedams nothingness,
You leave us to explain the nature of
Source drops sensitivity,
Flame passion, his mission.

As long as our days go on,
Your life will respond to our progress.

All they have already lost disappearing,
Leaving the snows draw the rail.
From everything that was good and beautiful,
Remains one of the flowers ...

get tired and get tired of iron steel
Dune Pine aizlūst storm,
Inexorable heart pray
Then, when the sun is covered over sērauts.

Another heather blooms here and there, but we must go away. With the song of the heather blue We go to the other coniferous forests.