Envy the bravery of trees,
ti sta parlando,
the early breath of winter.
Envy the bravery of trees,
they never mourn the loss of leaves,
blooming anew with every spring. – Tiffany Credle
Senti il vento,
ti sta parlando,
scuotendo e scompigliando. – Greta Pininfarina
Blowing from the North,
the early breath of winter,
in shivering pines. – Teo J. Babini