Comes every time under the mental steps
Its golden ladder breaks and along crumbling,
In the sky to the ground and connected.
Then decreased, confusion and unhappy
We are standing in front of the way by the end of infinity,
And it\'s the saltums comes from Emptiness.
Where to eat in order to further Top the soul,
When hushed holiday exultation,
When the candles extinguished honor of apartments
And the same voice of God Zelio o\'clock
Behind eternity bālpelēkajiem mountains!
We feel the best of all
The most difficult deceived, and in the
We seem the longer trusted the Misery
As our own heart full of pain.
But, as we begin to listen to it,
Then there\'s unsafe hear ieskanamies
As the echo of the distant meadows fog
And a nicer sound and light within us thrive
And at the end of the holy Recognize win:
Those That seemed forever lost,
Those nezaudējami bring yourself chest.
Not Them, We, They always had in us,
So They Brought our humility
The star Zvirgzdi sopžu apartment
And listened in awe to the top
When they spoke at heart.
There\'s the seat of power of our God stands
Because they\'re in front of our works in court
We are just linking straight brings others.

suffer

All lead-heavy sorrow,
Lament, which choked and ēdas,
All the black plague that threatens,
Endure and jānoraud.

For some, doomed to rest home,
Others are living in the middle into
Search for joy - sorrow, it will bark
Jānoraud and endure.

clue

Although winter heavy outs
Mountains and fields still covered with
And under the ice of the river, streams
Just quietly accumulating forces,
However, as early as sweet news
Sulfur in your heart draws.
Asks you, after which it rises?
It dar him to his dar -
Cerībiņa!

Goodbye!

Ienīsties me
Niciniet me
Unkind members!
But you know:
Your hatred and Palau
I am no longer bitter.
As the storm over Druvu fucking,
Thrilled cereal straw,
As the rain toppled
Put the veld,
Because of your anger
Sakustināja my soul
And ordered it from collapsing
For a short time.

But in my sky
Well once again clear.
And my rye field
Flower smoke are smoking again
Up quietly.

Not posījuši
You have me be,
You will only be
I was taught.

Oh, too hasty
Have always been had!
On all sides
Sniecos and aspire
After the love hands
And betrayed himself
With perverse thoughts,
That couple closer
Finger pressure
In establishing a friendship.

You teach me now
The truth!

To warm the heart
You just have both glauzties,
Because you also freezing
Just like me
the cold ground.
But trust
As foreign to you tomorrow night!

My love
O\'clock you the most reflection,
Poor, low glare
Life of the mother sun,
Who poured his blessing,
Without asking, what will be for -
No, it seemed like you
Cabin fire
Which I cunningly kindling
Secret in the hope
That at the sildīsiet
Their meal pots
And for the future
be paying back the fruit!

This excess GUNIS
Now I Removing!
Heat your soup
On the other hearth
His rigid fingers
At the same lips,
At the same breast,
Which you hold
About the only clear
Inexhaustible
Dižuma source.

Oh, for you poor,
Cloak imaginary
Infatuated members!
How do you gudrumam
Think of escape,
If you no longer man
Do not trust!. . .

Said goodbye to you,
I also do not want to walk
by your tekām.
With a gray veil of secret
is your view.
Your world is just a chair
And cold, and fester, and shackles.
Mine changes
Light and darkness,
And next līžņai
My eyes still see a
Red clay
With green Moorish
Vēsmiņš swing and flowers.
And still believe in my heart!
In spite of your
Žņaudzieniem painful,
She has entrusted!
I find
Yet the hearts of the hearts!
I stand for life
Krācošās Sea
Changeable dunes
I am her sand
Seized a handful of
And the

Zoo

Here\'s a Pony
Wire Harness
working
day morning
and Human kneeling attacks
askSam kapeiciņu Monkey

But it is now

all green
and sticky buds

but there was a time for everything, and had greener lipīgāks
I was a little

Still green
and the warmth of a gentle run through the spine
Struck hand strikes to the wall

But it is now

and still be green
and will destroy the earth a turn off
Revive the deceased and beasts
Which was once a little When I was a
how long\'ll Such draw with small feet
and nostrils quivering and Hump
and plezniņām and beak

where no one has gone before
where you live do not have the word

there walking around the tiny Klavs
kick rocks and sky

living there all that I will be
and all I neatgūšu

where no one has gone before

from there dreams come
children come from there

where no one has gone before
where no one ever will not

my fate ripen in me
like a spider\'s thread

I said goodbye to the old boy
of light and Eared times

sucked the lime leaves
Salaca and swimming

they were great times
and soft as the memory

you did not know how subtle
everything hangs on a thread

Summer has ceased
the boy said good-bye

grass with a sharp cut fingers
glow dimmed lights shining in our destiny
I kept the room but life pulled

šņirkstot

everything was broken
and began to live in all

how solemnly the carousel turns
War and ears the words of love in Ireland
I design the chips all out having fun
I live in the gray and other life forces
incubus even once had a lucky boy

even incubus even old drunkards
and his wife had a dull butterfly
go slīcināties childhood
go to the new date kārties
but man lives alone and lived

the memories of the green white ash
comes in his childhood the Crested Bird
to fly the devils will not ever
with wings rip

I thoughtfully along the river flood
stroked waterlily
and I surrendered myself to slow vortices
me all kinds amended

I ran across a snag
and embraced bathing sand
I flew across the swifts
and rocked pedestrian bridges

as the pedestrian bridges at night
when they do not go through any
sad swinging their
and even smelled hay meadows
brand has become a river
I felt lonely and good
I thought of the sea gremdējos
which may also be faced for

no rush over the rocks I want to
and washed white sorrow
because the water can not leave footprints
and forever want to rush wherever

but neizmukt iegulsies death
my eyes and greasy snag
and find kājeles bare
Salaca my site

22 years

You tekalē
Dust
Flows through pirksteļiem
Terribly excited
Here you tekalē
the beacon
his bad days
fibber
tekulis here
Here you tekalē

CAN YOU TAKE NOTE

In the distance, there
drag on the snow path,
is seated dream.

Let\'s go in the snow
slowly and solemnly
gurkstēs ours
steps.

But the big dream anyway
whether we come or not.
On whether we
their covetousness or not.

Sitting like a girl. Long
and zīžainie hair
on the broad shoulders of a dream.
Vīpsnā the sea.

After grūtgrūtā path through the snow
we klupsim. As a top
you turn, šķaidīdams carnations,
and kauksi as a locomotive
which cars shall not be granted anymore.

over meadows dzisa morning. . .
(And blind the light of day,
Which shows the clear
some blind itself
around the roof touched. . . )
One morning has Died, and
Plena dream processions,
all day smelling
as a flower of hell runs,
by suppressing the sun
Fried window
and dried in a hollow
thick flavor. . .
Is happy to be spread in the white
s white dream kopecks
On the Road
Which are not Brought back
the scrub ennui,
The Lazy, fair and desires -
sleep.
They have the aizmaksāt.
Over the meadows dz

now look as ūdensmērītāji
with thin legs fucking life over

when everything is smooth harbor fast fast
in the same easy and they are long stalks

I\'m not the stone and the wind will not speak
as breath izgrūdīšu axels axels

I am one of them and they quickly lost
so everything is smooth so that everything is smooth is smooth

how quickly fast long legs NIB
something that wants to stiff dark stone wants

and ūdensmērītājs which brings cold block
jož wonder how am I that I

was so strange,
or instance for barbecued beat
but the room was flying ravens
The winged creature or another.
How we felt it appropriate
birds slow motion!
Had known that as soon as their site
will move here in the shadows of the dead,

Here gather in the shadows of the dead
and dumb bell trigger
we proclaim the ancient,
how legitimate is the grief

for all that they wanted,
for everything that happened. . .
And ever so i will fly our
shadows, either Neba others

breaks in free moments
who fights against the grill.
And landed Ikarus vision, falls.
Even IKARUS - oh, have a look - falling.

colored SCHEDULE

of any fallen pots
the sky will cry escapes
I was like a man who keeps
close and nenošķaudās
Fortunately, the cough does not carry
health and not so
take years and suddenly
clock says so

Do you think that has not yet begun
but just have not asked
\'re bitterly play with lightning
and the thunder roar, says Good
thy years old-old boy
is more than you do yourself
Love that you nejēdz
today is different eyes

I warts and Arab mare
shake off incubus
Seeking darkness and floods
light \"Long-eared\" Boys
and dzenāju love
which has gone
how are you committed to
As you have hydration

of any fallen pots
the sky will cry escapes
regions where the angels standing on the needles
regions where they scald the hair
but bow our dead
Gentlemen, we have liekamies
we have pretty liekamies
archetypes and Jung

I go to the monuments
and to dust I Brien
Do you freak summer atminies
All Souls\' Day
to sleep you walk
spend a lot of pills
I still believe in you
I bet

it\'s warm Baron is a great
Spring is near
and I dungoju Remember
what I gained from you
I know and have to wait years
before once again able to truly say
everything wakes up and tears
as buds - in the eyes of other

regions where the girl go
carrying cord lion
I beat the tug settled
close to its ills
I know that only a philistine
line cord lions
but come, such as what you are
somewhere I still have some rope

gentle face rifkabīļu
flying time aquarium

fins move and laughs
bait right now Geld

one gray hair up
war in a piece of heart

through the heart piece
nonsense hook dull glow

either pulling the cap so Hold
hair and fat chord sound

aquarium rifkabīļus
I used to love to fish