Identify your strengths and qualities focusing on those with which you can accomplish great things.

I greet you,
You warm radiance of you white daylight!
I greet thee, O sun, sun!
No clouds you
I envy hid,
Not wet autumn fog
Dzisa your brilliance -
It was death,
What your melnzilo blanket
Between you and me
Was pulled,
It was the power of death,
What my mouth
Tied in silent shock.

Well I live again!
And beating heart!
Tried to get future
Rosy world of tales.

Hope, hope,
How do you bust me
Doing so mild
How do you tell me your legs
Tempted to walk
By bright pebble roads
What, aspen birzēm
And oak giants
Walking by,
Leads to a pleasantly
Tidy up fences.
As I again
Respira-loving
Blooming rye
Saldnējo smell
As I then spirgšu
Grassland rītrasas
Cold sober.

Forces me to the Rhone
Lost in force!
For all conductors
Samana plump
The rapid life
And with him
August eternal will to live.
God\'s world,
How beautiful you are!
Colourful life
How do you me dear!
As your flame
Burning in me,
As her Versme
Seeks up
Neapzināmiem the heights!
On the rapt
It is my soul,
Packed to the edge
Svētlaimības
As a crystal bowl
With shining Yellow wine.

A beautiful life
I feel you
Twice in self-
And except the fullness remeasured
Joy lift my hands
And the beast:
Soluble in fire,
That burns without smoke
Magic Books and hot,
How is it up there,
It will be my endeavor
The only model!

I greet you,
You white daylight,
I will cut you to your face,
Knew how to darkness,
Holiness medium sun!

Thunder

And one of them,
In the spirit of silence
Apart had been sitting,
Left seat
Raised his voice
And said sound
All the people:
Or me!
I know who I am!
My songs are tepid,
Nekvēlo feelings!
Thought I do not fly
Eagle race!
My laughter
Same for the dizziness!
My images of clay,
My paintings are journeywork!
I jāsamis,
When I think quiet
Per hour for yourself.
Help manim,
Help, people!

Move my soul
Smokošos waters
Laid over me
Powerful impression of flashes,
To exit the field
Of deadly hate
Videjības!
You have to love
Beloved nation.
Oh, I do not hide any longer
What it is!
Does she like
Boiling ore,
That bump up
Iz neizmērotiem
The gap
While holding your breath
To what surrounds it?
Or is it ira
As a southern breeze,
What is slowly approaching
With hundreds of vernal odors
Sweet and žužina
Dizziness minds?

Dodi I enjoy
the love
I will repay
With a track fire,
I will repay
With the nightingale sounds!

You have to hate,
The small one in the nation.
Opening their
Built up over the beast locked
And show me furious
Tiger-cats!
I put them tēlošu,
So you šaušalas
Pass over the flesh.
Iz my songs
Ruks towards you
Their asinskārība,
And you will feel their quiet,
Creep process.

You have virtues,
Virtues of the nation.
Take Me There,
Where your daughter
And your sons
Walk in purity,
Dressed in robes,
By white
Dazzles the eyes
As a new snow
Brilliant sunshine.
Show me the young men
Thick hair
Would take on the forehead,
Which runs behind the
Network of thought
Nesaraustītā series;
Show me a young man,
Which faces
Aiztikuse
Only innocence
Lilies of the page

By chest
Secret
Kiss only
Pale and cold
Monthly beam.
Where is the truth,
Where justice
Terrible, holy witnesses?
Pazemošos
Off their feet
And his kokle
Pulled strings
Of pure gold,
Hymn
They will sing a new one.

You have the vices
My people.
Puts me
Side of the road
Which leads to the darkness
And disappearance
To watch the thy
Passion-eaten
Sinners.

Run me past
People devils,
Which the decaying tongue
Immorality,
Whose eyes kaistošās
Gailestība,
By muddy hearts
Abomination, blasphemy,
By thoughts
Crimes
Whose forehead drawn
With Cain\'s mark,
With the old man\'s father,
With the mother\'s blood!
Uncover my speed,
Which smell
Stinks to heaven,
And their perception
Overthrow me faint!
Ha, I tveršu,
Atjēdzies again
Psaltery instead
The last trumpet!

clothes that white sinner
Fall on the cheek,
When I preach the
On the court and penalty
When they were going to call
To return!

Where is your beauty,
Beloved nation?
Why have they
Curtains with ten
Opaque blankets?
I desire beauty.
Bending ever fall
Thick outs,
To atdzeras time
My eyes in the war!

liegākais breeze
My fingers aiztiks the harp,
My song shall be endorsed
How libeļu wings
Water-roses
Tranquil lakeside.

What are you laughing?
Let\'s go to the market,
Where high in the air
Swinging rope
And in the march.
Jokes maker
mottled coat,
And where crazy down
And fine, reckless
Fun rage.
Her noise
I rebelled heart
Joyful echo
And my songs
Laugh and St. John\'s.

the noisy market
The quiet room,
Where the speculator, and Researcher
A green lamp
Head resting
White, cramped hand,
Think of human
Eternal mysteries,
Life, death,
And sunk
Consequently, all things
Dark hidden
First the basics.
Steigsimies forth!
The fingertips,
To smooth his thoughts
Set foot,
Tuvošos him
, And see him
Carefully and gently
Over their shoulders to the article
Sheathed leaves.
And that alone,
Hard effort,
He except for deeper
Thought mine
Light will be built:
Heavy, shiny
Gold pads
That\'s what I kausēšu
At its smelter
And dryers, and we will share
As a small money
Among the people.

And finally, at last
I veri open
Honorary gates
And \'Let me in.
Your fame premises.
solemnly soļošu
On the one shining
Image to another,
Respectfully,
Longing to the cheeks
Let\'s read your
Past stories.
And their greatness
Grabbed me
As whirlwinds storm
And a wave of enthusiasm
Will lift you up to the clouds
When you sing,
When even as life
Through my mouth
Except the dust back to letters
Front of your eyes
Patriarchs walk!