Man is moved many times and in different ways.
For example listening to the sound of
of I sas loves to ne cer.
Dehesas of cork oak and where diverse sounds blend forming unique melodies, that really make you feel that heaven exists, right there on the ground of meadows.
The soundscape has its own sound and soloists, to perform the song, in the spirit in a world full of beauty and serenity.
Soloists there are very different,
as
as
The waterfall, Dodge,
the river,
the lavender
being swung through the air,
being swung through the air,
acorn falls to the ground,
the song of the thrush,
the yelp of the swallows,
litter trampled by animals
the tinteneo of cow bells
squawks, hisses
howling screams,
dew dripping, whistling
air
reverberations from the rocks,
horse whinny ...
The sonic universe of the range,
is something you really,
worth felt throughout the splendor
at times when the sun rises ....
... and start the new day ....
Altair
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