Full Moon on Paul\'s Church tower
As guests of the space ride.
Do you neaizsegs me, my woman,
This painful silver wind?

RAINBOW PARK

Only four long lapses
Rainbow piece
The sun hung from a fountain.

House walls zaigums Pluk.
Your whisper swept the street:
However, rainbow.

Gold autumn
Golden storm
Stučka street disappears as
Gold water.

Heart stalker,
Ielavās heart,
Zibsnīdama wings,
Gold dishwasher.

What ever wish for!
Leaves play,
Himself all today
Gold Fling aglow.

PLAYGROUND

To each his girl
To each their own guy.
And held her hand
He strongly - ui, how?

Taps his foot,
Clapped his hands three times.
He - so stately posture -
Lift him high.

Then he ran to the other,
She ran to another.
And through the gate volt
Go blush.

And we all go
Over the mountains, valleys;
Who will tell the wise:
Playing or life?

Oh, if I had money!
I bought a new house,
I would buy a new wife
And young son.

O la-la-la-la-la!

And has been fed into a pile of money
On the table in an old house.
Woman, buy herself a new man
And children tētuku!

O du-du-du-du-du-sludge!

Then an old house in quiet
Wife and whispered: - Good. -
But children with one voice:
-But where can you buy Dad! -

O-Didam Didam-Didam!

Here atripoja weaving.
Well, I think: \"I will begin. \"
But it was hit children
To the amusement only!

O TRAL-lal-la

ODA POLK

You for a long, long time
A crazy bounce with us,
And we lentils rosy cheeks,
Tremble at the whole house roof.
My first music
Ball before sunrise!
It is as if a magic mug reads,
In the joy of life and strength.

Drūmsejības break the cords,
May aukām laughs with you.
Breast light-wood
How to pour hot coals.
Other jumps up over the stomach,
Other than fluff fly,
Heart in the palm of the hand to bear,
But - it is no longer unfamiliar.

tonight Let your fire me as a white birch chip burn your fire singing and the wind sea, I can no longer, and do not know where to flee. The flame burning as blue path, the restored atdzimšu both you and the world. Why incredulous whisper that I windbag? Why brook behind the mountain dark laughs?

soul avarice
or despair, it -
Out of hand this happiness
and nelīst at all.
Visapgrābstīt alone,
Visapgrābstīt as
They, at worship, speak.

But life, oh, life
Although not the main
Neither the length nor the ease
or my joy or your -
With its sincerity,
With its sincerity
It is as beautiful as an apple blossom.

As honey maple shine
even in the dead of night,
Its yellow glow
meet us here,
But the trembling web,
But the trembling web -
Already the storm and rain be heard.

Is Love - a new
the sun,
clouds
lightning?

Or love - old
as icicles tear rolling,
sitoša boy\'s fist,
ķiršzieda page incident?

Reflected in the water
It
Since it does not -
sun, clouds, lightning.

Icicles perch -
tvīkst
summer:
sun, clouds, lightning.

How well that among us there is no other,
This moment avotstrautā smelts,
San, klidzina, whispers water passage,
This is our way to the white morning.
How well that among us there is no other,
Viz knees as sunrise gold
San, klidzina, whispers water passage,
We are one of the stone built into the current.

owls flight
So quiet
Word came down among us.
Sit pulse.
How tight the sky!
Wind - embarrassment.
But we fell in the middle
Name quiet
How do owls flight.

How do I meet you Autumn grove
If I\'m going to birch alone?
Come! Leaf gold, NIRS,
And the gold-rich will have all year.

Sharp, naked branches hitting me in the face.
Why are equally close it?
Cool snow flakes spinning dance.
Not all? - Did not take anything.

feelings, sensations dzenamies
As the hounds after foxes.
Forgotten and left feeling
Hill behind erubescent apsēm.

And sort feelings, sensations,
The new and enjoy.
And thirsty, salkstoši disappears
In this maelstrom, the same drive.

Then bites the nails of aspen
With horror, with thoughts difficult.
But frantic gaze wander around.
-What, the devil, here they have the feeling

Thank you snow, which you shall place away! -
Shortness of us will meet again.
And over all that hurts me is missing,
Across the calm, white cloud go.

Thank you snow. . . But for how long
Solar wind without even days sies?
And over all that hurts me is missing,
Hail clouds lumbering will run. . .

izauda stone waiting
Briskly - and a big ass.
You can both hand and foot to give,
But the heart of stone lying in wait,
And nesašķels, neaizvels the
Not a giant pain, not joy a little goblin.
Has grown into a stone waiting
And forcing the heart - and a big ass.