on corsu, at the bend of the river Taravo if we build a fire and play music in moonlight at the bend of the river taravo gypsies'll roll in w/caravans they so love music and if you play with heart til mydnight the gypsy fiddler will gift upon u a special pair of patchwork sun yello pants. embroidered ejd with braided black & red lambswool rapt saddlestitch, with pockets shaped like crescent moons and in 1 pocket of these pants there will be three gold coins and a strand of pearls, opals, malachite and lapis thankyou kate our dashing runway model
feathers of firelight curve over the gypsy’s face his cheeks like the monte rotundo
sliding peels of color looped in volume above dissolving light
in a spirit that animates the horizon over the hills
and the mooon reflection on the rooftop waltzzing
baroque savoir faire aire air and silhouettes of olive trees with silvery leaf windchimes“we enlist the olives to smile and fall” he said, sliding the viola slowly under his chin/he leans in closer to the light draws the bow
circling his eyes upward in grace...
Diu vi salvi Regina
Corsu (the birthplace of Napoleon,
dui di salvi regina corsu
the isle of fragrant scented machja
Terra Corsa
The Corsican Anthem
Diu vi salvi Regina
E madre universale
Per cui favor si sale
Al paradisu
Voi siete gioia è risu
Di tutti i scunsulati
Di tutti i tribulati
Unica speme
A voi suspira è geme
Il nostru afflittu core
In un mar di dulore
E d'amarezza
Maria, mar di dulcezza
I vostri ochji pietosi
Materni ed amurosi
A noi vulgete
Noi miseri accuglite
Nel vostru santu velu
Il vostru figliu in celu
A noi mustrate
Gradite ed ascultate
O vergine Maria
Dolce è clemente è pia
Gli affetti nostri
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