We have years of mountain ranges,
What the Pilgrims decided to move
And where it leaves its traces;
We have years of mountain ranges,
That covers our worries, sorrow
And all that life takes.

insatiable life drink!
You brīnumdurvis opened,
and you are not divine leisure.

Go Wonderbird your captures!
When life Ruks already angry\'\' r\'\' -
it will be too late to love.

be short-lived,
How paspīdēsi;
So life is long,
How do we can.

to the horizon, full to the brim, this plain:
Carries the seed of the seed, root root braid,
Ray of his scythe to fine mica calculates,
But the life of your flowers! And rejoicing in your backgrounds.

Rotāties;
There had \'morning
This evening,
Here St. John\'s
Middle of the day.

Tek Sun afternoon snack,
On the afternoon snack in the evening;
It ran down my mūžiņš
From the newsroom of age.

You show yourself to the Sun,
By the middle of your St. John\'s:
Or St. John\'s at noon
Half or evening.

should live to have the pleasure

Yet not (a, grieve, still goes well, more will go well.

Yet not (a) have fun, yet who knows it may happen.


Another do not: (a) stop, even years go, even years go.


Yet not (a) wonder about the fact that the horse knows how badīties.

Showcase ridi rallalā! SAULĪTES \'sets in the evening

Showcase ridi rallasā! Life as Dallas.

Showcase ridi rallalā! Happiness is not, alas, it is a piece of cake!

Showcase ridi rallasā! Live for yourself for joy!

Life is fast and limousine
Sweet as sweet red wine
Beautiful as the sun at dawn
Every single one only.

zemeņogu say thank you,
On the flower next to shine,
And quiet room to lie down -
What I want and more?

to decorate the sun every day
And the joy in your heart, cast,
To smile and, increasingly,
You go on and on atskaties

cry about it that was
nebīties about that tomorrow
only gently and safely
his furrows straight propel

Requests from the sun, ask of flowers,
To light a mile long,
If they do miracles as -
Casts out paguruma hours
For only thoughts Junda.

Rejoice!

Rejoice, your dishes are finite,
Your bread is neapēdama,
Your trouble is neizraudama,
Rejoice!

Rejoice, TAV sun on right shoulder,
Darkness on the left,
Stars swing lashes,
Rejoice!

Be amazed with the black in spite of,
Enjoy free white,
Thy palace can be dismantled only by God.
Rejoice!

Joy once heard a loud rustling in the sea,
Joy I felt God was once a green field,
I listened to it for free from the mountain wind,
Who exulted over the ends of the forest ran
That\'s what I had learned enough of the lark and, -
In order to be light-sounding song of my life.

We all long to sacrifice -
as long as you do;
and, of course, bear fruit -
as long as you do;
when the fruit is not the flower,
when the frost affect you -
more uzsvilpo and sing -
as long as you can!. . .

There is a musical instrument - morning,
has a score of - a life
there are such things as - the strength and weakness.
And the sun gives you the first string.

begins to sing in autumn
and confusion in the number of years -
more cornflower
I swing your smile.