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I like the contact with the respectable nature
Sleeping under an oak, forgetting my faillure
Wich vanished while a light wind is licking my face
Floating in my tender dreams as a flying ace
Who wants to send his eyes beyond the mighty skies
Goldened by a senset of a day which dies
I enjoy to await the sky to become dark
And observe under it the small whited marks
Dancing around the kindly and maternal moon
Which is forgetting the morning is coming soon
Spreading all her wisedom in her heartening light
On the snoozing Earth, in the hugeness of the night
And regrowing the threatening darkness' shadow
which one on its vast way, everything swallow
even the endless ocean silvered by stars
rushing at his surface as a road full of cars

Description
I like the contact with the respectable nature
Sleeping under an oak, forgetting my faillure
Wich vanished while a light wind is licking my face
Floating in my tender dreams as a flying ace
Who wants to send his eyes beyond the mighty skies
Goldened by a senset of a day which dies
I enjoy to await the sky to become dark
And observe under it the small whited marks
Dancing around the kindly and maternal moon
Which is forgetting the morning is coming soon
Spreading all her wisedom in her heartening light
On the snoozing Earth, in the hugeness of the night
And regrowing the threatening darkness' shadow
which one on its vast way, everything swallow
even the endless ocean silvered by stars
rushing at his surface as a road full of cars