Poems

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youth and the way to the mountain will be
And there is not always a smooth street.
Today you as a brook, which flows rustles
Go the mighty stream and a large
Next - The Youth of the road and the mountain will be!
Another moment we are together, all
Sunny and full of hope,
Do not yet know what the world will bring us,
Still do not know that it will meet. . .
I am Your Mother
Making Magonīšu place;
Magonīšu site are delivered
Rose deck paladziņu
Mamma, great minds
Thank you earned the name,
At that time, a nice-dieniņā
Life gave me.
Daddy, daddy look mother cheeks bloom! Daddy, daddy look at my mother\'s eyes bloom!
Daddy, daddy look mother hands bloom!
Dads, dads really want for mother always
bloom!
And often forgetting themselves,
You have all emerged to give us
That the power of you, Mother, has given
We will remain the eternal question!
Your hands caress the wind,
Your hands carry the sun,
Not good for your hands
Warmer in the world.
Oh, Mother, something for you
So busy I would be able to run,
When your solīši ever
Will start up slower gurdāki go.
Mamma, today your day!
With the warmth of the nine,
I now greet you again,
I want you enough for
Good, nice days of life.
Also, in my heart you have,
Mother, love you more!
Māmulīt receive either again this day,
Great and nice, so one year,
Get flowers that you\'re making,
Come with greetings such as we are.
The sweetheart,
What do you, mamma, laughing eyes,
To you today, all the flowers,
That grow in gardens, meadows, down,
Still present in my heart
And yet sweet buciņš!
Oh, Mamma, ciksimtiem solīšu
You days, nights and even ran
By me, a naughty,
So much was raised!
My dear, dear māmuliņ
Thank you for everything
Thank you for a kiss
What gives me the morning,
Thanks for the smile
What\'s on your face glow
And put out as the lily flower,
Thank you for your loved ones names
What comes out of you every day and sunset,
Thank you, that you are not as hard as picket
But soft as sweet sleep,
Thank you for me as a blossoming flower
What is full of hope as a bee net,
Thank you for me. .
My dear māmuliņa,
My dear brought up.
Milk, sausage, honey gave
Krumta crust itself.
Oh Mummy, how good thou
You make me white washable.
Kissing the tears from your eyes
I uztērpi holiday clothes.
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