Hugo, All lyre
Spring Here are the long days, light, love and madness! Spring is here! March, April and sweet smile, May flowers, June burning all spring and summer friends! Poplars on the banks of rivers asleep, With gently bend like large flippers, the bird flutters in the woods warm and quiet, it seems that any laughs, and the trees are green Joyeu… Day dawn comes crowned with a fresh and tender, the evening is full of love overnight, we think we hear, through the immense shadow and under the sky blessed Something happy singing in the infinite.
Gate Of Spring
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