Such a large, beautiful world,
But thine is no longer there either The wall space.
And a quiet, dark dungeon
We must love one.
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Your path you stayed nenoiets,
; Scrap and you, the benefit of you, gentle,
You nolūzi us how fragile flower
And was extinguished April sparkles.
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what life path I blink away from you -
You gave clarity and fairness.
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closest, most beloved, most noble,
Your life had a very long and very bitter,
Never again would not be able to dear aflame
You snuggle in and ask for forgiveness.
I have taken away the expensive and invaluable,
And yet again, the spring will thrive
Dulcet breeze flower žūžos elusive
And life in me further w
: stay unanswered \"why\"
Remain neaizsāpētas pain
Plaiks uncooled thirst,
Will remain.
Remain unanswered \"why\"
Remain neaizsāpētas pain
Plaiks uncooled thirst,
Put together.
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I hear a giant mountains
The flowers beneath the feet of chalk.
But to remain in the sky
Nesamīdīta!
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Between birth and death
You can draw only one straight -
Life.
Between birth and death
Take off his only straight
How to flashing red.
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For life,
Total,
And the thunder overhead grandiens
Shut the door, suddenly -
The man went away.
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on solid ground and gray
Every man has a small sun,
Emitting a great love,
It will burn yourself.
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remoteness Liepa, who among us iegūlies,
Not yet made the world no.
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Wind had. land pieplacis
And left
I promise to white
Black scull.
Because there is pain,
Who can not be final,
Can not vanish
Of last year\'s snow.
These lorries will feel the road
Why was left unsaid, Mother,
Great tenderness of my heart
All you had to save his life?
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flambéed strength over the world, it walks
Huts made of pine with a tin fumes,
To the cathedral, which seeks
scar
And forgiveness heal,
I rose in the
Never again neuzziedēs.
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lumbering chord chap call,
Before his death, pluck the string Tune
Without echo, sharp and without a soul.
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waiting for the gates to sētsvidū?
No, only the leaves are falling,
And abandoned trail walking,
Bald ābeļzars face hit.
Saturiņicīts>
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