go uzsmēķēsim, bird
wait
he has a lifetime pillow.
piesmēķēsim
the plum resin
on stellar Black and verve rams
piesmēķēsim to most everything.
piesmēķēsim to fairy tale
convert overcome
their lives were just low price.
piesmēķēsim.
Bird punktīgi come.
(Yes, he will come but if we
\'ve all nosmēķējušies to blindness?)
have to do anything to risk. piesmēķē.

Old rhythms come and pull me up.
At other times, as stealthily as atslīd grass snakes,
Lok paper milk
every moment, every day.

Old rhythms, which dzemdējis birch.
Old meters, killed by the plague.
How unbearably stinky sulfur this!
As forget-me-not opened its rustling!

Why the suffers violence, pleasure,
Pleasure compatriot foolish
Zilgā Granary at
The world\'s grief. . .

Līgaviņu looking elsewhere,
Here is what you seek.
Best sellers Witch
Hell.

Life will be eased
Hey, a pleasure.
With the world\'s grief
You must be sad
Remain.

Seated on a stone,
I cry tears of harping.
Why is my pleasure
At the Granary broke. . .

NĀRA

Kara mermaid,
nepakāra,
struck,
Lost
and, with the river by boiling,
nenonāvēja.

In the evenings, a snare, the Constellations green
here were in the canopy of heaven,
singing mermaid
with Deep Voice
(Zvilnēja shore fishermen).

Listened to Nara
listened to Nara
listened to Nara
accustomed to.

And these songs slowly started to rename the -
one of the wind,
other for a long,
yes, and the sounding space.

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Last
mermaid remembered
in a theater, a port or fair.
Here\'s a double-breasted authentic text:

since the ancient days of Nixie,
so the guys crazy war.

many chanting Castle
princess white moon drop
dancing alone with the shepherd
on workdays
and the long dark night

but in the morning the sun rose
As the candle melts princess
Only a witch with a broom
sweeps the floor musturotu
and the shepherd on a motorcycle
fucking to the store where the beer
in the morning dabonams

Actress
Domestic Situations

Thesis actresses
Domestic Situations
The oysters are swallowed,
morning and evening
I do not Understand it than
of WHO she is in there.
And ALSO not fathom. Definitely
not fathom.

Peace in the dust reason.

Go to the pūšļotāja,
Quack and I say, \"Go Thou
home
actress in Domestic Situations
(As claimed by all the Seers in the Choir
none is available,
if only in the theater -
typed on a level
drama. \"

He brought me in a closet full of dust
and opened the chest.

I already knew - there
moth-eaten,
saskārdēti
lay the wings.

I am your guardian angel, he said,
but with the wings I have to have.

Well, I said,
in this case, believe that I am you came up with,
and now you can do what you want,
but I\'m going to learn to fight.

And then my guardian angel breathed in relief.

life

Crested rooster,
The idea of ​​posing for you cock
where your checkers where they rus?

Three wilted roses,
you pozējat zing,
where your petals?

My soul painting,
my soul naked,
quickly dressed
and go!

In - in Riga but there is no
From Alexander Ch. horse cab drivers.

Is that you nešausmina?

Because only a beautiful name
I guess I regret nothing,
That word for some time
I am unused to glow.

Glowing mouth of a property,
Soon the tongue chars,
But life is bloody
I do not make it.


Although the story is not propitious,
I burn my name in your mouth,
Or atkāzās or funeral
This time will be spoken.

And - out of place. When all
As the roses will burn your ears,
I dzisīs mouth verve,
But the pale face will be covered.

For behold, because of the beautiful name
I do not regret it than
And the right place to say -
Devote their destiny.

Song
With thirteen LINE

dowry of ten devils dancing
not only in the eleventh
not only the twelfth
and the thirteenth is not

where they were lazy cats wander
Witch crying bitterly
Eleventh velvet tita
twelfth flowers twisted
thirteenth naked crying

ran six stars in the sky
Trey eye pairs carry the
ran the hell ran at jodiem
call for a dowry godiem

ROMANCE

Gold sheet blue sheet
Fell in love with autumn -
Lime leaves sky page
Shone in the water.

But the fall of the gold sheet
Blue page will not meet.
And over the grave of linden leaves
Cry the sky page.

It is a pity there was weeping from the beating
My mēteļdrēbe wet.

When the watchdog had died of natural causes
Or, from the fact that it was not eaten,

Hut it is not already stand empty -
I watch a dog chain tied.

But after a day I did not stand -
Too shrill, it held the clock.

pastoral

Meadowsweet driven trolley bus
And looking out the window,
Zarakannu electricity
Tram threw the berry

Watches the flowers on the corners
Smells in seconds red,
A flock of pigeons
Neon character will roll -

Noreibis shepherd -
City Spirit
Green cup
Pastaliņās.

died flower seller
of their deceased
renamed

and rose from her grave
again the product was made
another flower seller

ran over the graves of neurasthenic winds

It is the Naviti?

uncertain
Is the region that the stone runs
Along the doorstep. And in the morning
The three green stars in bright lights.

Once upon a clear sentence
Comply with it all. . .
But the stone is flowing,
No syllable does not.