- Good morning,
either good morning,
māmulīt!

But I like thirst,
but as the pain -
now it just turns and turns
and epigastric ready press!. . .

- What the tummy wants!

- Want, māmulīt, wants!
Tummy want candy!

morning

Ladybug heaves both this and the
I do not want to dress - either neparko!
Dress drag! Hands brought so high!
Better to have rub the knee with the palm.
Ladybug forehead and ladies were rauc:
- Throughout the button, the button so much!

I have small fingers!
Buttons and cut with a knife! -

Ladybug heaves this and that -
I do not want to dress - either neparko!

But -
brother, Pat? dressed in field
with members of these Marita shout

- Hey, ladybug, as will
if you catch us!. . .

small wood choppers song

We are mothers reserves
reserves
either real working backup.

We saw singing and ax knocking noise,
klaudzēt either knocking noise,
Skil is jāsaskalda much.

Not saw heavy ax is heavy,
not heavy,
where the boys work husband nags!

If the boys next job joy
Yes, working pleasure
or when the life of something subtle!

We are working backup,
reserves
either real-life reserves.

story of a giraffe

Well it\'s obvious since yesterday:
we need to giraffes.

We do not want much,
we have enough with one.

But -
neck alone already
suitable for ship masts!
And not to mention body,
four legs and tail!

Where to put the
where you put a giraffe!
We thoughtfully occipital kasām.

Not eat,
not drink,
no games go,
and asking each other:
- Where to put a giraffe!
- There will be a small apartment here.
If the head is inside,
where the body will remain,
four legs and tail! -

We bog pools are very quiet,
very slowly,
and only half of the evening
one is called:
- Boys,
picks a hole in the floor!
- Here\'s an invention!
- Immediately place rasta!
- And the giraffe\'s head will be with us,
but the ground floor -
a living body,
four legs and tail. -
And then -
the saw and ax-looking views. . .
But -
by, through,
where is the giraffe itself!

Question

One shoe aizdurvē -
I wonder where the other!
One sock pillow -
I wonder where the other!

Books, skirts -
all higgledy-piggledy,
note pads, pants,
postage, skates,
pencils, knife -
all higgledy-piggledy!

What is it about boys,
who lie there and snore!
That there is a Lie!
The issue.

- Face. Joist -
Vija read.
Small finger glides across the page.

- Beam. . . Commission. . .
As there was! -
Drop in on the cheek glow. . .

But the power
the roaches in Ireland:
- No,
no more crying go!

be able to

Must be able to read! Not a good way -
not know if the letter of the book!
Can then occur as Andrew,
the previous evening after the bread had to go to. . .

Signs could not saburtot -
could not read, speak as friends.
Went into a store -
truth, -
many were there to watch.

Suddenly, one requires:
- How can we be, -
please you or a beard, a young man to shave! -
Well, he only sees - the plague -
He had entered the barber shop. . .

song about the lazy Jānīti

Monday Jānītim leg pain -
or, or! -
leg pain.
On Tuesday the head had dizziness bad -
or, or! -
dizziness bad.
Wednesday epigastric thrown stitch -
or, or! -
thrown stitch.
Thursday Jānītim hurt the hair -
or, or! -
hair hurt.
On Friday, beating twelve teeth -
or, or! -
twelve teeth.
Saturday abdominal procedures and spun -
or, or! -
dure and spun.

Only on Sunday had a whole Jānītis -
hey, hey! -
Sunday had a whole.

Niklāviņš

Valdis, Klavins, Niklāviņš -
a boy called it,
mother coat he is mashed
and forehead and uncle rauc.

He does not know how to arrange the bed itself,
He can not even be in his pants. . .
You think:
he knows how to wash your mouth
or property at the site to make!
No!
Valdis, Klavins, Niklāviņš -
do not know anything!
And when the school ierodas he, -
almost be fed with a spoon!

But when the ice is expected to
the will of the wind and run, -
mother of the guy until he
skate at the feet of a sieve. . .

Valdis, Klavins, Niklāviņš -
such as an old man he lives.

KLAUS!

Hey, Hey!

And atspurdz of the fence,
beak sit by the window
Tit yellow shawl
and says:
- Hey, Hey!
I feed the spleen,
Feed me weak!
Where my true
where the house!
Hey!
Or to go for your sake and the fence!
Is opening a window!
Hey, Hey! -
But tomcat at palodas pieplacis, as money,
or almost crying:
Na-Na-meow, meow!

Well just grabs it and the cake, and she gets. . .
Well finished Rockefeller!. . .

song about chickens

The old rooster, tis, either RUN,
thousand chickens run from the barn!
Leak, leak,
leaks, leaks!
Thousand of chickens running and crying,
\'\' Where is the great barleycorn!\'\'
Leak, leak,
leaks, leaks!
Chicks grow, the chickens will become,
and then there will know us!
Leak, leak,
leaks, leaks!
Collective farmers will say:\'\' Well, the yeast! What kind of chickens on the farm growing up!\'\'
Leak, leak,
leaks, leaks!
The old rooster, tis, either RUN,
Our chickens run from the barn!

Why!

Why, why! Say why!
Why not go to bed!
Why do stars do not see the caps!
Why do not know how to set the cat!
Why does grass grow in the snow!
Why not watch a quiet sleep!
Why did it!

Since you survey into small brothers,
so you\'ve got yourself the game is confusing -
Place a handful of warm hands
and not into your name:
why, why! Say why!
Why drink water wet!
Why did it!

Anger nerauc forehead creases,
nedzen small men off,
because it may be that they are doing
own life more beautiful post
then there will be a shame that poor promotion
to be taken. Did not tell -
why is it.

Maybe a little, know a loving,
morning at home, going to build bridges,
you grow up over your head over -
puspajokam you Pels:
- What has been, does not mention!
Well we all know the same -
why is it

Summer

Summer, summer,
lake and forest,
distant horizon,
sunny and blue.

Summer, summer -
winds and singing!
Wherever such a look -
vied life.

Wherever such a look -
Work your name.
Well, that summer
work so much!
Wherever such a look -
everything grows and thrives:
You and summer
brought by an adult.

The work, the work
their work so much!. . .
It is not easy, if on behalf of
they must be.
It is not easy!

Lying Ancīte - a doll -
It wants to get up. . .
The appetite bear,
behold, your eyes are already flashing. . .
Ui, ui, and flashing!

The crane must be brought to
and bathe the dog,
and treated well -
the bump on his forehead.
Well Naughty Dog!

Then help Dad
to go to work. . .
Then help others. . .
Well able to just run,
able to run!. . .

The work, the work
the job so much
the one you gotten quite,
have elsewhere called. . .
Called

of potatoes

All day, rain linen,
clouds do not want to plakt.
Grandfather mud palte Mina -
go dig potatoes.

But barely pierimst rain,
Actions rarely drops,
inability to stay on the ground!
No! I have a field presence.

Grandfather and a little flock,
there is work, not on the market!
- You see the same as the one here does,
Here you have free moments feet! -

People come to me quickly to the rescue:
- To work tak girl feel!
Rejoice, that does not grow thin,
well, if you want to be a crowd! -

Herd! Herd! Kerui sounds,
running a full pielasīt,
complete a large pile of BERU. . .
For as the rain has not started to rain!

Sounds but deprives me to wear,
grandfather to help,
so I do not become colder;
so being able to make the rules!

- Norm, Norm! What is it? -
vecamtēvam ask me.
He shows a pile of thumb:
- That we are fucking! -

Tractor snore, but the progress of works.
The machine we cut the earth,
but the land hand-irons
throw the potatoes in the field.

Pieliecamies - at once a handful of
such as apple, cool and nice.
Pain fly, fly faster,
faster rate in our plant!

Pieliecamies - a thousand times!
Pieliecamies - something crazy!
Back starts šķiebties wrong -
Potatoes, how do you hard!. . .