veel arvien placebo efekta iespaidaa
satiksimies rugtajaas beigaas, taa dzied molko.
man gribaas rakstiit dzeju. pameegjinaasim:

vai no saapeem kaadreiz mirst?
taas ir dziljas, bliivas, smagas.
vai taadeelj jaakliedz ir uzreiz,
ja iesaapas tik ljoti, ka zini - nepaaries...

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bija reiz kaads jaaniitis,
kuram visur saapeeja.
katru dienu kaut kas cits.

bet varbuut tieshaam jaanotic,
ka ir kaads, kuram ljoti saap,
jo dziive citreiz baigi sit.

***

the truth about the harshest pain
is sometimes very obvious
it's partly hell, though something saint
it always cures the curious

***

the saints feel pain the same as demons
but the colours differ there
the ones feel blue, the others - red,
but in the end it's only light
divided in so many rays
that only rainbow can explain
the bond between the rain and sun.