The sky is a watercolor
of pale pinks and stray blues
while the wind slips
amidst the muggy green
sparkling in the sun
to steal from air
a fresh smell of life
and bring it to my heart.

Il cielo è un acquarello
di pallidi rosa e persi azzurri
mentre il vento scivola
tra l’umido verde brillare nel sole
a rapire dall’aria
un fresco odore di vita
e portarlo al mio cuore.

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