not be eternal pain,
Culvēki but we are!
Nesāpiet, hearts,
Nesāpiet, right! Saturiņicīts>
What brought the pain
Black birds on white day?
People die but,
Knits as a land of their own. Saturiņicīts>
of aches and not go anywhere -
Or snowing or silazvani bloom.
If the heart of pain iedzēlusi,
It was only when the heart aprims quietly. Saturiņicīts>
cemetery grass
many early flowering,
the young can live longer,
so that one can go further. Saturiņicīts>
Slow is my last ride,
Over the last steps in toll number
Slower and slower, quieter and quieter.
Life as a cross on his shoulders had severe
Lift easy for me Father for now
It is easier to fall asleep eternity showers. Saturiņicīts>
life I rarely gave flowers
Today I will give up the crown,
Sink dizzy life odor.
Last atdariet eyes
I wanted to say a lot more expensive,
Froze his lips, went out the words.
Vanished sun, dark day,
Next, I now have to go to one,
Sands of eternity on the road ... lap ...
And so never
We will not go hand in hand along the sea,
will not go watch the gulls and the distant night, tampers
turns into the black sky the stars,
ask
My messengers across the cladding,
My messengers ravine already falling.
Dead of a golden fly rafter,
Golden rafter fly now.
The world is shrinking as a dry seed.
Pant\'s ability to blow anyone away.
Do I dumpojos now or listen to?
Whether it was a moment or a lifetime? Saturiņicīts>
And so a lot of cherry tree
Aizzied exceptionally long.
And so many white mākoņlaivu
Us may get missed.
And so many strange aches birds
Ran past unnoticed. Saturiņicīts>
You\'ve turned into.
What a tremendous silence ...
And - a deep and restful radiation. Saturiņicīts>
And suddenly life - linden blooms,
And suddenly life - bee buzz.
And close, close to a face.
Silver drops tomorrow time. Saturiņicīts>
... And suddenly went quiet,
And suddenly stopped in time.
The same white, white snow,
All of my feet covered.
I no longer find the trail,
Who returned home to know
Time to remain on the mountain,
Which is white, white silence tin. Saturiņicīts>
What once iedzintarots great light,
Can no longer die in the dark sorrow. Saturiņicīts>
Oh, mother\'s hands, the most expensive stuff
This land, Marina, who are often forgotten
Laimīti had to give, oh, our Mamula ...
Of them gold aizmūžības winds. Saturiņicīts>
But you, as ceriņkrūms, baltbalti smelled
to shoot all around new drives,
to the delight of others selflessly flowers scattered ...
Of your twigs so as a blessing. Saturiņicīts>
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