each lasting cohabitation includes an unconditional commitment to the people, which has its disadvantages.

marriage has its own mathematics - it is on the side
reduce any anxiety. If joy is shared,
they increase in level of intense,
allocation of responsibilities, but understanding doubles.

a certain age people thoroughly forgive each other mistakes and weaknesses of the previous, stormy passions by which they are sharply distinguished from one another, replaced gentle mutual affection.

A happy marriage is like a long conversation which always seems too short.

from thin air, from the white sand

It is great happiness in the minds of confused,
When was June, so bright and warm;
You built - either as it was called? -
Out of thin air,
From the white sand.
Where your face after the first wind? -
Since you seemed proud edifice of false,
You to listen to - and lots of laughs:
\'\' Out of the blue air. . .
From the white sand. . . \'\'
When to Emergency on, a long run,
Many times you strike was wondering view:
How much is built, how much is generated
Out of thin air,
From the white sand!
Takes you back - and who shall say? -
Or tēraudloku, or the moon bridge
But the big glow in the eyes of this life
Out of thin air,
From the white sand!
And you can not take away the high quenching,
By dzisīs dream you\'d be climbed
Out of thin air -
Beneath the white sand. . .

With two wings flying soul -
One builds up, and the other pulled down
You can set it up for a moment not notice,
But - two wings of the soul flies.

who love it are not discouraged from pain:
It\'s probably going to meet him,
In love staying with us because
To light the soul of us sing.

Wind bees
March san.
Looms bright blob
I have on hand.

Flowering cyclamen
In the window
You love flowers -
I like you.

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Get, darling, my hands closer
And in linden page footbridge leads!
I will not hesitate to go up,
While all around the lightning glow met.

Get, darling, my hands closely,
Linden trail we underfoot bloom,
And through the flame arcs Trejdeviņi
We love to make it go.

Love, mirdzinošā love, honor my youth, my age walking stick. . .

as one heart
Able to gain over the years,
It is worth going all his life,
However, it would be difficult \'.

arithmetic of love one plus one is everything, but one minus one is nothing.

I love you because you are more than capable of any faith, you have encouraged me to become good and that you\'ve done more than any supposed destiny, to make me happy.

remains muteness. It remains a strange tenderness.
Not that anything he wants, not something requires.
Flower and silent night turns cheek
Silent drops of dew drops.

walked to the altar, my heart was not the slightest trouble.
I felt very happy. Every dream is to find people that you love and who loves you.