Kā field of daisies dances, Unfolds under sky’s embrace, The whisper of the grasses, The pulse of nature’s grace.
Above, the lark is soaring, In the azure dome so wide, A song of life adorning, With the sun as its proud guide.
- Jānis Akuraters
Kā field of daisies dances, Unfolds under sky’s embrace, The whisper of the grasses, The pulse of nature’s grace.
Above, the lark is soaring, In the azure dome so wide, A song of life adorning, With the sun as its proud guide.