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unrelenting, strange evening -
mother\'s eyes light on rima -
Pearls of the deep dark makeup.
Izbridusi Surm sea
frosty life not understood,
soul looking for happiness coast ...
Palo pain, feelings of mild
forgone, not returned -
anxiety hidden heart adornment.
Mother, dear māmulīte,
love, prayer dress.
roads twist through the bird.
When warfare is finished,
God calls my bird -
Fly and sound!
The revival.
aiziedama
neaizgāji -
With your breath
home breathes.
Bloom in thy light
safe, quiet -
It is all over you
planted.
Oh, pain, care
māmulīt!
To your life
wake up chalk.
Your life and the holy
atdevība
Me to the grave
smelgs as a string.
With each new
morning of life
You send prayer,
māmulīt.
How to love
you fast forward,
You dear, good
Māmulīt! ...
Mother, I always Vize memory
Your little sad, dear view
When I asked you izglaudīju braids
And for the first time had white-haired hair ...
If this could be a handful of sand nemest,
But it can not. May be without You.
We\'ll leave you to the ground below the March,
Under dear, dear land, which is melting.

Take our love to you not cold,
Take warm words to the cold way.
on all our shoulders, below,
Sleeping from now on, since yours is sleeping Ark ...
How welcome, no matter how hard a person is born,
How simple, how unexpectedly dies
unbearable silence. But it is true -
What remains, is no longer pronounced.
Mother, a curling frost bird
From then on his forehead lets throw
And kiss the sad groove
To which I am guilty.
remained half-way through the song,
Remained mown meadow.

Yes, from a distance all
Only the distance
Farthest.
Only after the divorce
Never again did not take.
If you have something very close to losing,
Then come quite humanly sad.
The mother did not drop no tears futile.
No one. No one.

From early rietējušām suns sun comes out again.
As warm as you want,
so warm sun rise.
bread is sown,
Although it was once behind me
Remain in the field
With my breath
Plaukstošajās sprouting.
White Mother, Mother linen,
Wash white sheets,
Already graze my horses
Her sun meadow.
Cold, cold the lawn,
Where do I fit on horseback,
I\'ll go there, Mother laundry,
With oglīti bosom.

White Mother, Mother of the laundry,
Take me in your part of the
There are already īd my cows
Neganītas, neizslauktas.

White Mother, Mother of the laundry,
I close the gates of an eye,
When I came, then opened,
Well time is laced.

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