Far away from the pond, away from the sea,
beyond the plains, mountains, clouds,
beyond the atmosphere, planets, sun,
beyond the boundaries of ball star,
my spirit, you move with agility,
and, like a swimmer in a swoon on the wave, the immensity
furrows gaily
with manly deep and ineffable pleasure.
Volatene away from morbid miasma;
goes' to purify the air above,
and drink, as a pure and divine liqueur,
the fire that fills the space bright light.
Away from the troubles and anxieties long
crushing weight of their existence misty
Blessed is he that a stroke of wing vigorous
can soar to heights serene and bright;
He whose thoughts, like a sparrow fast ,
to the sky in the morning stands free flight
Who plana life, and includes all alone
The language of flowers and things without a voice!
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