Well the only true one
No longer continue to live with us,
Mamula had a sun that day
Love and radiation.
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Last night at home,
A thousand memories yellow heart.
Pain painful as a violin string
It is this last way of life.
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As I izdzisīšu Bengal,
When touched will likteņstundas finger
But the very desire that I remain behind
At least one spark of darkness not returned.
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apple tree, planted by,
And the word that I said a consolation
To honest work without the volume of the crown,
Gate to the ground, what should I give up.
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Where are you, māmulīt, are,
of the night TĀLES
me on the news
one little star is eager!
Can not be that the times
icy gāle
all souls trails
and paths covered.
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Raud candles, crying. -
they burned the day,
What makes you, child,
of life go away!
Away from home,
on the sand hill side
Where one lives
remain in peace.
Where will Mamula,
where no lullabies,
Without the sun where
villages come morning.
As its only
love can
You, white soul,
give way to this.
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By heaven I will soon converge,
With māmulīti - dear, good land.
Of suffering for so long twisted wreath,
Come on, eternity, and took me with you!
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yard, my step Stranded
And a flower in the sun, I have seen fit to give.
It seems the work is finally done,
Where love itself have expressed.
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eternity yard salt,
Turn of the year without glory seems to
Only through the memory nugget white
Your warmth inside me ached bloom.
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blue asters leaves falling,
cemetery pink asters -
they are our beloved and lost
The quiet words of the meeting.
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lapkritī blue asters,
bitter smell of the bottom -
world in the breath of life
glaužas easy to face.
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from the main villages of eternity
What time will come yet, Mom?
What we indicated again and be forgiven,
Who will give us your blessing?
Your life turned into a farewell flowers,
Now only years with you,
Those who remain live above ground,
Aching soul, will be able to collect.
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Flowers Mother of tears and roses,
her way
Travelling will be,
something not to oblivion
none of the pain
moment is covered.
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this site and the land and sky
Place you hands for eternity,
Leaving only the memory alive,
This is bad or good by nine.
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gray boulder
Has been lived,
Who expensive this
Land and people
But in the mist of time,
Winds by blowing,
They are your
Eternity grains.
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