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How good an Eternity! So do not ask, or at home
Fire is burning in the oven, on the table - bread, butter -
Want in the soul of the stars, talking,
When You Already Have a pretty, Dreamed, loved, suffered by him ...
The pain in the world, we are invaded,
The pain sands rest we leave.

Get dark cloudy day,
Dvēsle back home tend ...
three handfuls of white sand
Dear to the heart is.
Three handfuls of white sand -
I must remain here.

Brings forth my dreams -
Where Druvas ears san
Where the warm winds surround
Sounds and songs to life.
Seta been here. Now it is
Forest. Beautiful birch trees. Kuko
Cuckoo - Grandpa\'s heart.
I\'ll break the ice,
At the free river uzplēstajā crack.
Pasveiciniet birds and the universe,
And children\'s laughter in the air pasveiciniet
to the day of death blows
Life panes of ice Content,
At my bed stands a life span,
I have a heavy hand snap eyelid:
- A man is dead!
Spit needles pouring and pouring,
Wind, sand runs and runs.
The heart you not to forget anymore.
No hour of life
Having been unnecessary.
This was full of drugs,
And this had full of joy.
Boots no longer walk.
Let them remain in the sanctity mūau home.
The black skin white scale las,
Behind the grave quietly steps into a hill.
hill behind the cap remained the man
He quietly went to the morning wind.
This large and quiet ...
but harder
we will have that day three
no swans and
no snow in the sky.
By the time I\'ve lived in?
Is life was a long or short?
Not the hair is not an indicator moved.
As it was, it is - half past two.
so lonely ---
How to call over a spruce call ---
For the dark fir trees ---
Lands ringing ---
So lonely ---

So hard and lonely far ---
No one to call just sing ---
No one is not going to ---
And now I have to leave ---
So hard and lonely far ---
Worst is when the pain in my side
And you do not know how to help.
Is life with me having a laugh?
Such a short time may not be able to
Not clear away his rye field,
Not love to screw.

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