{"id":3185,"date":"2024-12-19T10:23:22","date_gmt":"2024-12-19T10:23:22","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/jaan.planet.ee\/blog\/?p=3185"},"modified":"2025-10-01T13:17:42","modified_gmt":"2025-10-01T13:17:42","slug":"aegna","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/jaan.planet.ee\/blog\/2024\/12\/19\/aegna\/","title":{"rendered":"Aegna"},"content":{"rendered":"\n
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S\u00f5nad: T\u00f5nu Viik (T\u00f5ravere), eestikeelne tekst raamatust “T\u00f5ravere lugu”, (parandatud ja t\u00e4iendatud tr\u00fckk – 2024), inglisekeelne t\u00f5lge ja v\u00e4rsistus robot ChatGPT, muusika robot Suno. See oli v\u00e4ike kingitus 85. juubeliks.<\/p>\n\n\n\n


I still remember those golden days,
The goldeneyes sang through icy waves.
Terns took flight, oh, gravity denied,
Summer whispered in the evening skies.

Oh, the seasons turn, the memories stay,
Of blooming flowers and winds that play.
Through snowy drifts and fields so wide,
Youthful dreams I cannot hide.

The sun sank low past Aegna\u2019s trees,
A fiery glow on the evening breeze.
Dahlias bloomed by the window's frame,
Marking school\u2019s return, and autumn came.

Oh, the seasons turn, the memories stay,
Of blooming flowers and winds that play.
Through snowy drifts and fields so wide,
Youthful dreams I cannot hide.

Winter howled as snowdrifts rose,
Tunnels carved where laughter flows.
Barn-high peaks held sturdy and true,
A wonderland of white and blue.

Oh, the seasons turn, the memories stay,
Of blooming flowers and winds that play.
Through snowy drifts and fields so wide,
Youthful dreams I cannot hide.

And though the years have flown away,
The song of youth still softly plays.
In every breeze, in every tide,
The echoes of my heart reside.
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S\u00f5nad: T\u00f5nu Viik (T\u00f5ravere), eestikeelne tekst raamatust “T\u00f5ravere lugu”, (parandatud ja t\u00e4iendatud tr\u00fckk – 2024), inglisekeelne t\u00f5lge ja v\u00e4rsistus robot ChatGPT, muusika robot Suno. See oli v\u00e4ike kingitus 85. juubeliks. I still remember those golden days,The goldeneyes sang through icy waves.Terns took flight, oh, gravity denied,Summer whispered in the evening skies.Oh, the seasons turn, the … Continue reading Aegna<\/span> →<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[41,8,40],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-3185","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-ai-generated","category-artistic","category-music"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/jaan.planet.ee\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3185","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/jaan.planet.ee\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/jaan.planet.ee\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/jaan.planet.ee\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/jaan.planet.ee\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=3185"}],"version-history":[{"count":2,"href":"https:\/\/jaan.planet.ee\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3185\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":3188,"href":"https:\/\/jaan.planet.ee\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3185\/revisions\/3188"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/jaan.planet.ee\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=3185"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/jaan.planet.ee\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=3185"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/jaan.planet.ee\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=3185"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}