But it never disappears,
What to do vigorous work. . .
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Goodbye, Mother, Good-wood,
Goodbye, bird songs. . .
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Peace iegulies face pale,
Your span is not wasted.
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It\'s hard to find words
If the closest friend die.
It\'s hard to find words
If pouring sand over the coffin.
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We do not want do not want to believe
That everything has to end.
It seems, deep in the heart
Another voice sounds expensive.
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Already the sun set,
Heart bids farewell to the day,
Heart towards silence and go shower.
Under the eternal trees in blue slienas.
As early as the sun set.
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have their own trail
By the end jānoiet -
There\'s grief walks beside
And joy like a flower blossoming.
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Where to stop progress,
It knows no one,
Years, the number of days accumulated
And quickly runs away.
Who through life with usable
Destined for immortality?
Unless your work life remain
And flourish in a new pleasure.
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What it resonates with severe winds,
Snowy clouds gumst?
Star was extinguished so suddenly,
Darken the darkest midnight.
Saddened! Your land and sea,
Elsojot Daugava flows.
In the eyes of climbing perch Sura,
Friends chest or heart breaks.
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we ever forget you.
The following boards you have to grow.
Birds have wings you gave,
Opposite to the sun can continuously.
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Star was extinguished suddenly,
Apdvesa boreas harsh. . .
Will not be lost to seed sown, -
Your work is immortal nation.
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Skanda page yellow chalk over the grave,
Wind harsh bitter eye drops drives.
Enter into a life boat, rowing puts the rock,
Journey of all, sharp and lauded.
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nothing more than the long,
Not love. . . closed circle.
Worked a lot in their lives, suffer
Sacrificed a lot for others.
Over large vijies the remote path,
Well in a quiet trail step finds peace.
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everything passes, everything leaching and izsāp.
On the cheeks hottest tears dry,
Bitterest grief once izsāp.
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more games to go, even the flowers you pick -
From childhood your heart parted.
And not to pity, and novel, and ask -
Veļupi away by dad commit suicide.
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