All that was unprecedented and,
Life as a tower was built and Gruv -
Cloud sun neizlijis -
Everything will be beautiful once become.
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Under green trees in the evening
I talked to sunset,
Under the green trees in the evening
I found his place in life ...
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Gaist everything - life, pain, even love - all
Gaist glittering dew, where our steps slija,
Gaist snow and clouds, but negaist sky,
And negaist sun, which we had before.
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What course of life at the same time tough and nice!
How many storms there and warm sun Goze!
Had a gray spring zeltots autumn field
Where once had as thorns,
There will be a once rose among thorns.
Only the sky windows spigot
Again, a lot of stars, without number,
And now into my ride,
For through the infinite space
I see the way I tip.
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my homeland Silos winds sing
Another sad song, and gray,
My homeland Silos sun flower
With severe and golden flame.
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I\'ll be th shadows of the birches throw
On a hill over the river down
Tais pages of the first frost in distress
With his long ceased, poetry.
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lute lying. Go to the clouds without haste.
There is no wind anymore. There is no profit anymore. Not a flame.
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are each beginning to the end of the road -
It is learned from an old song.
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So is your infinity,
How love stays behind you,
Peace when put on the chest
Eternal night of your hands.
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love, humanity in his heart the month,
As long as you have and you\'d be worth it.
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plug end of a quiet tears,
yellow candle - amber drops.
Shadows of the room, his voice trembling farewell,
divorce closeness puts past hurt,
each of its own as a moving snowflakes,
white and all, unless otherwise note.
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melted candle, neplīvos shadows anymore,
close the door, quiet as scent
the moment, the burning candle wick
the room a taste of farewell.
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Ticker hook geese, Zelio klaigājot.
Pain in my voice and echo, went bird Vedas,
wood burning red
and the road, interspersed with leaves.
Have each unintentional bitter parting.
Sliding hook geese, Zelio klaigājot.
Hurt deserted autumn field and ref.
Touch of bitter leaves and wind caress
Empty Rugājs late sun bal,
Blank means that your steps Dong there.
Do I believe that more will come
However, once back?
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Is it true: Everything is lost?
Maybe - Everything is Changing so do not disappear,
In the same circle sasējis
God of every life in death.
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draws all of eternity,
Only one in his bowl.
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