Es aiziet nevaru - Mirdza Zīvere

Tu biji kails un vēju aplauzts koks

Es lapots vītenis ar ziliem ziedu zvaniem

Pie stumbra rētainā, kas smalkām stīgām plok

Nu pilni zari maniem ziedu zvaniem

Nu dūc ap tevi atkal bišu spiets

Un putni ligzdo zaļu lapu ēnā

Tu stāvu raženo pār upes dzelmi liec

Un spoguļojies dziļi vilnī rēnā

Tev liekas, ka tu salapojis pats

Tu gribi izrauties no manu stīgu skavām

Dreb sāpēs tītenis un zila zieda acs

Lej asaras pār zaru rokām tavām

Bet ciešāk vēl pie raupjā stumbra plok

Vēl maigāk zvana visiem ziedu zvaniem

Es aiziet nevaru no tevis, sausais koks

Lai kails tu nepaliec bez lapu lokiem maniem

You were a bare and wind-torn tree

I brushed the thread with blue flower bells

At the trunk scarred, fine strings block

Well full of branches for my flower calls

Well, there is a swarm of bees around you again

And the birds nest in the shade of green leaves

You stand steep over the riverbed

And reflected deep in the wave in the grove

You feel like you're bored

You want to get out of my string clamps

A shivering pain and a blue flower in the eye will tremble

Pour tears over your branches

But closer to the rough trunk block

Rings even more gently on all flower bells

I can't leave you, dry tree

Let me not be naked without bows to me