years as an apple-white,
Your years as meadowsweet blossoms.
With the wings of the wind rushes days
Migratory birds as they go away.
Oh, stop a moment the green hillside,
Where summer blossoms white Madaras,
Saber his years Pipenu Cup
To thee they are not withdrawing. . .

There are three things in life that shines
Sun,
Flowers and
Good for the heart

wish you birthday happiness
to your day a lot of light rays!
If the road is tough-
to be surrounded by family friends,
What gives hand and on call.
I wish you all the best
and with a smile on his lips to expect
the next birth dieniņu

is more beautiful than other days. .
Days on which turns into tears
tears of joy, the pain grows
Light laughter.
Days on which
even frosty autumn wind is heated. .
And this is one of those
special day - it is and will be
Your day when the sun shines
brighter than all stars
the sky. . .
The date on which your name
and You would have reflected the wide
constellation. . .

Dzimšandiena once a year,
Friends do not starve,
miedz both eyes together,
put the bottle on the table

To Your birthday morning
many beautiful dream vits.
To make these dreams come true,
You have everything to succeed in life!

Always a good mood,
Money more Finnish,
Good health,

Years of strange treasures, a friend,
Brush the apples and flowers from frost,
Falling down the flowers and fled like birds
Disappears in the blue mountain.
Years is a strange, weird, a friend,
At times they are catchy, and fast-syllable
Aizdip as a foal on the morning of youth,
Falls as the stars eternity lap.
And it seems - you still sowing
He was so much that you can scatter them without number.
But they are all equally hurts you,
When they hurry through the memory of jaundice,
And see how a short string. . .

a long, beautiful life years
You have fun and Laugh,
Many times summon friends, relatives,
Sweet wine glasses to pour

Life is like a narrow skirt,
Difficult it is. . . but must pass.
Beer, wine is flowing to the table,
Celebrations for the first breaks

crocodile Work Force
Love fewer sins
Hold peace at home clean
And the owners will not raise any fuss.

this day joyful mind
Konjaciņiem table present.
Sunny all day
Cloudy no.

small insects
Thine happiness election,
All the villagers meitenīši
Beaten loves you!

you twisted my head
His birthday,
When you were born,
Half the world came to my own.

I was once in the face of daisy
With a smiling sun in the middle,
and I a moment dūksnājiem
With a smiling sun in the middle.
I had to face Rose Reis,
Glowing, captivating petals crown
O\'clock and I have another fault
As ravishing petals crown.
I had to face once dahlias,
And kind, and calm,
But in the face of dahlia