An ocean of violets in bloom… I know a coast where fruits of the sea sprout, where primroses and violets grow, covered with a pergola of scented honeysuckle, sweet mimosa and chestnuts. Ágata is born here, amid moonlit nights and fresh sunrises, lulled to rest among tree bark and resin and delight…here, the fish bathes… with its splendid skin, exotic and beautiful enough to cloak a fairy.
An ocean of violets in bloom… I know a coast where fruits of the sea sprout, where primroses and violets grow, covered with a pergola of scented honeysuckle, sweet mimosa and chestnuts. Ágata is born here, amid moonlit nights and fresh sunrises, lulled to rest among tree bark and resin and delight…here, the fish bathes… with its splendid skin, exotic and beautiful enough to cloak a fairy.
