In a garden of dreams, where dawn awakens
The birds still whisper secrets
Their crystalline songs, sweet golden murmurs
I'm waking up with a colorful morning
In a garden of dreams, where dawn awakens
The birds still whisper secrets
Their crystalline songs, sweet golden murmurs
I'm waking up with a colorful morning
On the fragile branch of an ancient oak
A blackbird sings into destiny
The melodious refrain that whispers love
Takes souls to delicacy
Like tits, like butterflies, dancing in the endless air
Without a horizon
Then one bird, bold and sweet, enchanting ballet
Illuminates the woods with a tender glow
The robin with a heart of fire
I'm praying to the blue sky
His voice, pure and clear, resonates in echo
Making a soul vibrate to the depths of the reeds
In the emerging clarity of the diaphanous dawn
The birds sing a hymn to secular life
Their notes intertwine in a subtle weave
A love poem with fragile nuances
Late to awaken, adorned with these voices
A celestial concert beyond time and laws
Every trill, every note, every gentle quiver
Is a promise of peace, a pure enchantment
Let us listen to these songs
Messengers from heaven who remind us
Of every precious moment
May the beauty of the wilderness
Infinite songs
Found in the echo of a praying bird