Soul Silver English Patch For Desmume

All the birds are already there

birds


sing louder earlier


traffic roars

Little Bird with Lots to Say ... in zom_b

our feathered friends sing in the city through the early morning street noise before, and now even louder. they have aligned their acoustic environment, because it crashing to adjust to the human in their habitat.

and who in the summer evening, the bed stays away longer than the night is short, is this a spring or other times for the first hour in the blackbird. this is the time in which the day dawns in the east and the black birds with their songs and expressions of love begin.

Hanna Fleiss
blackbird hour

you hour, beats the blackbird
reddens tomorrow, the
fiery red of the morning, the quiet, barefoot

live it, day
beginning with the first
the breath out of the night
exude the dream of
on the foggy hours attributable

take me by the hand
hand on my weak that hardly
still nights with. say, hour, making a beginning
otherwise

was not the day I will not catch the hours
not shorten
the years of completing the coffin
alas, behind the red curtain waiting
also raureiftage

you welcoming the times, welcoming the solid,
blackbird hour of drunken, mature, self-forgetful
, I am now recovered

see, and yet this morning our
legendary, intoxicating earthy planets
alone my

Everybody's gonna love today in Matt Black