motionless clouds mourn
scrap yard and watching the full
sleeping sleeping boards stacked containers
lying in a transparent and bare grief
as cerībiņa with swing eye
walk over broken glass, and formed an uproar
I go out and she comes in.
I close my eyes when she is in.
to nesprūk from me and nedauza panes
she just starting to develop breasts

Move my soul
Smokošos waters
Laid over me
Powerful impression of flashes,
To exit the field
Of deadly hate
Videjības!
You have to love
Beloved nation.
Oh, I do not hide any longer
What it is!
Does she like
Boiling ore,
That bump up
Iz neizmērotiem
The gap
While holding your breath
To what surrounds it?
Or is it ira
As a southern breeze,
What is slowly approaching
With hundreds of vernal odors
Sweet and žužina
Dizziness minds?

Dodi I enjoy
the love
I will repay
With a track fire,
I will repay
With the nightingale sounds!

You have to hate,
The small one in the nation.
Opening their
Built up over the beast locked
And show me furious
Tiger-cats!
I put them tēlošu,
So you šaušalas
Pass over the flesh.
Iz my songs
Ruks towards you
Their asinskārība,
And you will feel their quiet,
Creep process.

You have virtues,
Virtues of the nation.
Take Me There,
Where your daughter
And your sons
Walk in purity,
Dressed in robes,
By white
Dazzles the eyes
As a new snow
Brilliant sunshine.
Show me the young men
Thick hair
Would take on the forehead,
Which runs behind the
Network of thought
Nesaraustītā series;
Show me a young man,
Which faces
Aiztikuse
Only innocence
Lilies of the page

By chest
Secret
Kiss only
Pale and cold
Monthly beam.
Where is the truth,
Where justice
Terrible, holy witnesses?
Pazemošos
Off their feet
And his kokle
Pulled strings
Of pure gold,
Hymn
They will sing a new one.

You have the vices
My people.
Puts me
Side of the road
Which leads to the darkness
And disappearance
To watch the thy
Passion-eaten
Sinners.

Run me past
People devils,
Which the decaying tongue
Immorality,
Whose eyes kaistošās
Gailestība,
By muddy hearts
Abomination, blasphemy,
By thoughts
Crimes
Whose forehead drawn
With Cain\'s mark,
With the old man\'s father,
With the mother\'s blood!
Uncover my speed,
Which smell
Stinks to heaven,
And their perception
Overthrow me faint!
Ha, I tveršu,
Atjēdzies again
Psaltery instead
The last trumpet!

clothes that white sinner
Fall on the cheek,
When I preach the
On the court and penalty
When they were going to call
To return!

Where is your beauty,
Beloved nation?
Why have they
Curtains with ten
Opaque blankets?
I desire beauty.
Bending ever fall
Thick outs,
To atdzeras time
My eyes in the war!

liegākais breeze
My fingers aiztiks the harp,
My song shall be endorsed
How libeļu wings
Water-roses
Tranquil lakeside.

What are you laughing?
Let\'s go to the market,
Where high in the air
Swinging rope
And in the march.
Jokes maker
mottled coat,
And where crazy down
And fine, reckless
Fun rage.
Her noise
I rebelled heart
Joyful echo
And my songs
Laugh and St. John\'s.

the noisy market
The quiet room,
Where the speculator, and Researcher
A green lamp
Head resting
White, cramped hand,
Think of human
Eternal mysteries,
Life, death,
And sunk
Consequently, all things
Dark hidden
First the basics.
Steigsimies forth!
The fingertips,
To smooth his thoughts
Set foot,
Tuvošos him
, And see him
Carefully and gently
Over their shoulders to the article
Sheathed leaves.
And that alone,
Hard effort,
He except for deeper
Thought mine
Light will be built:
Heavy, shiny
Gold pads
That\'s what I kausēšu
At its smelter
And dryers, and we will share
As a small money
Among the people.

And finally, at last
I veri open
Honorary gates
And \'Let me in.
Your fame premises.
solemnly soļošu
On the one shining
Image to another,
Respectfully,
Longing to the cheeks
Let\'s read your
Past stories.
And their greatness
Grabbed me
As whirlwinds storm
And a wave of enthusiasm
Will lift you up to the clouds
When you sing,
When even as life
Through my mouth
Except the dust back to letters
Front of your eyes
Patriarchs walk!

my hand,
leads me, people,
By your present
And the past!
Show me myself
To melt my soul
Smokošie waters
And I live and animated
A sense of what I see,
And to feel again
You have a clear way
I am giving back.
You are shy!
You repaired the cheek?

Yes, my people,
I know you!
You\'re a small,
And your efforts
And your mērķīši
Tiny, tiny,
Tiny is.
Lukewarm is your
Love!

Is lax toothless,
Except that only safe slēptnes
throws his dart!
Your virtues
There apvazāti-
Neither white nor black!
Your vices
Are small Naughtiness!
Your truth
And the defenders of truth
Bends and rushes
Back and forth,
Looking at humor
Vajadzībiņām days.
You have no beauty,
But a healthy stomach
And an enviable slumber.
Your jokotāji
Go Heavy, clumsy steps,
They laugh at
Arouses sadness,
And noise, which sometimes
Your market is heard,
It rises behind the ordure.
Your mental speculators and researchers
Yet born,
So you can be proud
With the high wisdom
Learned men.
And thy glory premises
Out there and see?
Seven centenarian
the shackles of slavery.

Everywhere, everywhere
With a stake of citizens
Funny gravity
You are partially charged and
Golden middle way!
Meanwhile, the happy
Walk left to the host
Stylishly dressed
Bode journeymen
With glazed gardibenēm
Artificially krūzotās heads;
And old Jumpravas
With fake breasts
and fake roses on the cheeks;

Honestly fathers
What a glass of beer
And a glass of vodka
-No more, no less-
Tend to drink comfortably.
And mother,
That look to the right
And left
After the daughters fit for men -
And other large grazing.
But the poet of love
Gold in the mid-Highway
It does not go
With daudzpardauzdiem,
It turns apart.

But you, but you!
You aizžogo all
Untrodden paths,
Leading mountain
To freshen the air.

Cruelly
You wear them with you
By everyday dust
And hit him show
Again and again
You have your dull
Colorless image.
A curse on me,
That manim ifis
A living mirror,
Which reflected
Only nediža
Videjība!
Curse my weakness!
How many times, how many times
Anger and annoyance
I\'m not a throw harp,
Thinking thoughts:
While I will
Not love anymore!
Be broken
Then link to you,
Free then I would have
Nation of you!