sometimes true,
There is no need for a straight true
But - blood kaismība,
Love.
On the hill tumble stone, heavy and black.
This will sweep away our house immediately killed.
But the way the devil happened to one of ordinary,
And stone as a raven flew away.
There lies one hundred and one hundred times indeed
If they give their lives - as birch roots.
In the key - you will go on
And you will not sadragājis stone. Saturiņicīts>
but I\'m happy -
At this point I feel it,
Maybe it sounds like blasphemy
On the day blacker?
This forest, land, sea
And I love you.
And fire, by which,
Black Wind, delete free!
Oh, the fire, by which,
Wind black free deleted!
This forest, land, sea
And I love you. Saturiņicīts>
Neļaušu that mock
Case
This is what I\'ve rustled,
What will protect.
Too shallow hearts
Would have us
If we lose
Love!
Wind comes alpām
Case.
Do I have it ready?
Do not break my will! Saturiņicīts>
thank you for breakfast, for a clean, pink shirt. . . I tremble, I smile - It\'s all it is still shallow. Thank you, that a consignment You make me this way. It chilled me to the fall of the flowers do not forget. It makes promises:\'\' I can not hear from me\'\'. I will tell you:\'\' I am able. \'\' And both believe we can. Zaļgi aspen stands in height, at the strain - orchids. I pick up the fruit in this way a dark pebbles. Saturiņicīts>
town - peace,
Because I miss thee.
As a stroller - a house
Because I miss thee.
As the patient - air,
Because I miss thee.
As the rain - the sun
Because I miss thee. Saturiņicīts>
butterfly dies,
For you - my meadow.
How do I build an eagle,
For you - my sky.
I\'m going to go in the world -
Then shalt thou call over seas.
I šķelšu stones -
You\'ll be building a house. Saturiņicīts>
And grew into stone waiting
Briskly - and a big ass.
You can both hand and foot to give,
But the heart of stone lying in wait,
And nesašķels, neaizvels the
Not a giant pain, not joy a little goblin.
Has grown into a stone waiting
And forcing the heart - and a big ass. Saturiņicīts>
performance that placed you away! -
We will meet again, breathless.
And over all that hurts me is missing,
Across the calm, white cloud goes.
Thank snow. . . But for how long
Wind another day without sunshine sies?
And over all that hurts me is missing,
Cruz will run lumbering clouds. . . Saturiņicīts>
feelings, feelings dzenamies
As the fox hounds.
And left feeling forgotten
On the hill behind the erubescent apsēm.
And sort feelings, sensations,
New and enjoy.
And longing, salkstoši disappeared
This vortex own healing.
Then bites the nails of aspen
The horrors of ideas difficult.
But a frantic gaze wander around.
- What the devil, here they have a feeling
How can I meet you in autumn grove
If I\'m going to birch alone?
Come! Page nirsi golden rain,
And the gold-rich will have all year.
Axis of the naked branches hit my face.
Why care about close it?
Cool snow flakes dance turns.
All can? - Do not take anything. Saturiņicīts>
owls flight
So quiet
The word came down among us.
Beat pulse.
How debesjums under stress!
Wind - embarrassment.
But fell among us
Name quiet
As the owls flight. Saturiņicīts>
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