The bell tower in the chapel
rings seven times to town,
and the evening,
in the beautiful sundown.
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Meanwhile the rose bud is beginning to open
showing up the beautiful shades of porcelain
the sunrise also now, is appearing splendid,
there and here, again, throw the enormous sky.
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The sky is becoming gray
with clouds color of ashes,
a girl forgot her pink ribbons
around the shores of the lake.
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Pictures Of Nature
The bell tower in the chapel
rings seven times to town,
and the evening,
in the beautiful sundown.
How graceful the bird is moving
on the branch of the orange tree,
and looking below I can see
a mother cat with its kittens
Come to admire how gets lost
the river behind the hill,
why the round face of the moon
show up among the spruces
telling the pine grove
it will be away near dawn.
And how lonely do I feel
when the stars come out to shine,
the night veil is fully now
with thousand and thousand sights
How pretty is the country night
knitting the skies with the stars.