all remember it well
As the face of near and dear.
Under the old oak refuge
In addition to klaidienam old acorn;
The roots and hard kumpainām
I place the head and shower,
With lightning-lived when iztrupots,
With thunder rain and hail.
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Oh, do not go, there biscuit smell floods,
And krāsnsmute tvanīgu heat pour.
Let the fire be born again golden ore,
To a reflection around the room and eyes Dej.
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Oh, do not go yet neliesmo sunset torch
There is a chunk of life - like bread - thick.
Take a cup of water when thirsty jāremdē,
Take warm bread and an afternoon snack would go!
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Oh, do not go, I will tear kļavlapas pink,
By Next Year once again under the loaf here.
As the heart wants to believe that a man can be so -
On a warm oven to flee away!. . .
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No longer would not expect, but I tend more -
Someone pulled me to the wing of the hand.
Moans the air, feel the time skrietnam wings,
In this stream I have to fly one. . .
What a strange morning, when surrounded by snow,
On his shoulders and sat on his hands.
With the hot hand and the dreams
It will not melt anymore.
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Dzimtinē guļšūs, encoding pīnõks
Already škērtīs dzeiveibu with me:
Patriotic to the sand I shower -
To Dzīsme around me\'s that sound?
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The only consolation is eternal, -
When going up, we still remain behind other
And remain in a world where the CISS is at the same time.
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Moment, and, too late,
Nothing can alter
Our kvēlumam, our pity
There is no longer relevant.
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great peace
How cool is covered with sheets.
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for each course - once somewhere into,
Green, lush turf over the deck. . .
Also, they have a home - a home life.
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And I do not go to the birds of the air. . .
The land should remain.
On the plowed land.
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Neaizej, neaizej Snows,
I prayed once, stay still!
In a dire veiglumā
of human remains in the image.
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o\'clock managed to light
to clot.
Probably because not time
see the.
Is he really? It is he who
go?
No, there are some pāvietojās
Constellations.
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This is the most beautiful life
all of which participated
green, blue or brown,
eventually to tell Dies.
You do not lose the feeling -
love the top, the sun comes.
You see, the dawn, ausmiņa already
and -
It will be the most beautiful.
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What a man - one blade of grass
mown meadow life.
One life between products and people! -
Give God a departure -
dry eye to gum chapel.
And through the rain the sun to shine.
Bits, bits hear the outbound aircraft
Beam, eternal flower meadows.
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