gray trembling aspen leaves
About us
My zeltenīt. Gray leaves
Tremble around us.
Pale debesjums ...
Singing funeral songs severe winds
Around us.
Come a long, gray days.
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Comes timeless, black nights
White frost in our souls
As the storm nobraucīti birches,
And sorrow ...
Do you?
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Do not cry, favorite:
Since it
Will go and never cease to nepārnākšu ...
Nepārnākšu.
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turns towards autumn day,
Aizlijusi, pelēkruda.
As the raindrops fall
Heart with grief talking.
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crabapple his grim life gained strength,
In the heart of their homeland had its crabapple,
And I listened to the morning glow over Druvu:
Is called torque constant praise life.
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ark will burn white meadowsweet,
To be pure linauta rye bread;
And the earth will say a silent thank you -
For the Trust. For the Trust.
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Of all the hands that caressed,
What memory warmth weaving,
His father\'s hand as I recall,
Which smells of rye grains.
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I am staring in the tale of the blue lakes.
I have looked upon the people, finally I realized quiet:
Each srdī is TĀLES as blue lakes,
They can darken or apsniegt,
But never lose ...
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šūpļ\'a song to call the funeral,
From white birch and spruce green
Former \'two holiness: Work and Love.
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\'s not white, white life,
Who is not at all pale shadow;
There are so few good days,
What is brought to life with a white sun
Conscience of the mother\'s side.
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Valodzes grūsidību, road clarity
Flower and unhurried pleasure,
You\'ll finally understand me,
But only after my
Leaving.
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those who come after me,
Leave grīšļainā vālā
Find wild honey
Do not exceed, medpilnas jars.
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You tired, sound kāpdams hill,
You are tired of walking baltābola meadows
You are tired of gardens, speaking to the birds.
When finally piekusīsi - echoes still alive.
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one love -
Aizskanēt over the life of another,
There are so one love -
Couples grow over your lifetime.
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Paklusēsim for some time,
Before the dew disappears from roadside stone,
Moments as vīfriežu white pollen falling,
Everything you need to say
Pāspēsim tomorrow or day after tomorrow aizparīt.
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