They oddly sad moments, When the subtle gravity pulling it down as lead souls scull And the soul of the pin assemblies. They are oddly sad moments. . . Then help may be only one, if you light a memory wall in his soul. Saturiņicīts>
Time turns to ashes of many values
During our daily fine linen Arda,
But the memories will always remain in the
Everything what a man soweth to his name.
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a late hour laundry the way ice cold
Māmulīte decided to go.
Leaving the white crabapple
Life for children on this bloom.
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Salt breath, which sūrst on the cheek,
Tears and flakes does not move,
Here, at the tomb, thought jāpārstaigā
The time away with his mother passes.
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to remove it no longer burden of care for mothers,
Longer believe in never,
Only family and likteņrakstos
Continue to sow his lucidity.
Aizvērušies will be the land gate,
Your goal the sky will respond,
Love, light pink roses
Almighty vis the mother road.
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Every life is one\'s own voice,
Echo, years, who come and go,
Today, life in the meadow yours
Voice and echo in one place.
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rye bread were the days
From which a chunk of cut and sweet, bitter han,
Well as its ears heavy kūļos wall
And the light shines day trousseau years.
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is lacking in the work of a thread
Broken down love yarn.
However, the hearts together forever wall
Light on what life was together.
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Heaven be felled by lightning plaisma parties.
Breaks life, white people to go away,
Footprints remain sober light of life.
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Where to find words that would be comforting,
When a person is buried disēt hurry,
When waiting for a broken life span
And goodbye to so many who owe.
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Zvaigzēm tonight near
Rye tufts radiation,
Countless of life
Sasējis as you, Father.
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Stars tonight near
Flower of thousands of branches,
Mother, all of life
Had time to plant and sow.
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Well, māmulīt and shoulder scarf
Your life is finally knit.
Lying black green pair
And the thread on the sand stīdz.
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darkest hour divorce
So few are able to give up on you
Behind the gates of eternity, where the words
No longer hear or understand.
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