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Modest and eminent virtue abandoned alone in the void of a tender sensation, when the sun goes away and a yellowing leaf touches the ground with a delicate movement I can hear, in the forest, the timid attraction to the light of your fate.
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Modest and eminent virtue, when the sun goes away and a yellowing leaf touches the ground with a delicate movement I can hear, in the forest, the timid attraction to the light of your fate.
Francesco Sinibaldi
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Name: Francesco Sinibaldi
In the purity of a dream.
( third version )
Modest and
eminent virtue
abandoned alone
in the void of
a tender sensation,
when the sun
goes away
and a yellowing
leaf touches the
ground with a
delicate movement
I can hear, in the
forest, the timid
attraction to the
light of your fate.
Francesco Sinibaldi