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Under the argent light of the clear moon

Where the river sings its sweet and rare tune.

A dead fox brushes against its liquid mirror

In a secret encounter, in the favored silence dear.

Dancing reflections on the tranquil surface

The corpse observes the river with curiosity in its embrace.

Waters tell tales of lands far and wide

Between branches and shores, a harmony begins.

The river chants its ancient and mysterious song.

A subtle dialogue, between two souls, shared and won.

A secret harmony between creatures of the night

A silent pact, known and nurtured by the woodland's light.

Waters tell tales of lands far and wide

Between branches and shores, a harmony begins, defies.

The river chants its ancient and mysterious song.

Beneath the argent light of the clear moon

Where the river sings its sweet and rare tune.

So, under the night's light and the mantle of shining stars.