Hello my great Friends, hello life so beautiful, hello, hello to all the angels of Heaven Good morning, all happy to be born dragon, yes hello starry sky, mother earth, men who walk upright, animals, plants happy, yes, hello, hello!
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* François-René de Chateaubriand (1768-1848)
Night Spring
The sky is clear, the moon is unclouded:
Already the night at calyx of flowers
Verse pearl and amber of her tears;
No zephyr agitate the foliage.
Under a cradle, sitting quietly,
Where the fleet and lilacs hanging over my head,
I feel refreshed my thoughts flow
In perfumes that nature surfaces.
woods where the shadows, the meadows, whitening
Slowly unfolds and rests
Two nightingales, jealous of their accents,
Will turn awaken the spring
Who slept under the tufts of pink.
melodic solo Segrais
Until my heart you wear your peace!
Meadows also through silence,
I hear far away to stay this smiling,
The dog's voice that rumbles around and watch
From humble roof dwells innocence.
What! already beautiful night, I lose you!
Among the skies at dawn ajar,
Phoebe has more than gleams dying,
And the breeze, skimming the orchard
From the east, with a little noise,
With just ask about these rods trembling.
Ah, my understanding is St. Romeo, that's why I feel all these impulses spring, all these outbreaks of universal love.
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