• Язык:
    Карельский (Karjalan)
  • «Сердце брата». Петрозаводск: Периодика, 2001



Angel vieri taivaspuolenranah.
Nenga haduah pohjattomah kiändüi
Nägüi pimei, tiähtettömän kandai.
Avvois uadus kuulunuh ei iändü.

Algoi versuonii hil'l'ah viättiä
Harvoin sormien särizendü odva.
Mualoin unil nähtäväkse kodvan
Angel oman kuvahaizen jätti.

Taivas ahtas! Anna eläь armas
Olii mieli igäväizis pilvis,
Vaiku pimies igäizes häin arbuas
Ainos, midä nägüüomis silmis.

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