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| | | Vēstule pāri jūrām | Autors - Suns
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Pārtulkoju savu sakāmo lai ierakstītu vēstules papīrā, kam priekšā garš garš ceļš.
I had a dream...where..
I'm comming to You.
You are blazing.
I'm giving You a rose.
It embalms sweet.
I'm givin a kiss...
I melt of You.
I melt and flow with You.
Like an ice in a spring river.
I melt and stay.
Sun will vaporise us.
It will take us up into clouds.
And then we both will fall.
Drop by drop.
We'll fall out of the sky.
We'll raise from dew to fog.
Every sunny warm morning.
We'll let the wind pull us with him.
Cooling our selves in forest shadows.
There in silence we'll cool off
One from another.
But in stormy days and nights.
We'll billow and crash.
One to another.
Like crazy and wild.
We'll churn into white foam.
Ashore in sands we'll wait
For the yellow october leaves
Into them we'll fall asleep.
We'll fall into and freeze.
We'll freeze and melt again
And flow and raise and fall again.
Over and over again
Even if we were in separete glasses of water.
We would moove together and whisper.
Even if in the oceans mixed.
We would moove together and sing.
I'm comming to You.
You are blazing.
I'm giving You a rose
It embalms sweet.
...
If I'll ever meet You.
I' ll take our time...
To dance dance dance dance with You...
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HYBRID (viesis) (22.06.2025, 22:08)Srdačan pozdrav svima koji čitaju ovu poruku i želim da znate da ova poruka nije greška ili slučajnost. Da se upoznamo, iz Zagreba sam i nisam mogao vjerovati kako sam dobio kredit od 200.000,00 eura....Ljurbenjaaks (viesis) (29.09.2024, 10:44)Davaj, Ckilla, raksti un nepilosofē te daudz! :))Chillite (23.06.2024, 10:17)man nenesas prāts uz jokiem, es kaut ko pašai tuvāku spēju uzrakstīt! ;) varbūt nākamajos jāņos paklausīšu Tavam padomam!
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