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i was here,
i feel like a bee
La douceur d'une pensée.
( other version )
Assis dans les
ombres d'un chêne
millénaire j'observe
l'harmonie d'une
image lumineuse
et alors, quand
la lueur d'une
pensée se propose
dans l'esprit, je
rappelle son sourire...
Francesco Sinibaldi thanks redaction for my presence here.
In the part of a melody...
( last version )
Near the ledge
of an ancient
farmhouse the
juvenile blackbird
is singing with
joy and this tender
happiness, like
a delicate breath,
touches the heaven
to cover the light
of a fugitive feeling:
you live in the
silence, your hesitant
movement is coming
alone to find
in the freedom
your usual darkness...
Francesco Sinibaldi
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