THE BIRDS
The singing of the birds in frond frond, and the fragrant wind in the flowers, and lighten transparencies languor, which make our lives more joyful, because they are the Nature and Heaven favors her, that the world wants to fall in love. So, sweet voices and sweet smells, the air, the earth and the waves are already filled. Wherever she moves her steps, each turn his face, she blazes a spirit of love so alive that carries the heat of a season. To its sweet look, to her sweet smile the grass turns green and the flower becomes colored, and the sea became calm, and the sky becomes clear.
(Matteo Maria Boiardo)
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