The Nightingale and the Rose
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Hi i hope you enjoy this Story
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i will mi amor
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it didnt post it all??? awe.....
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was still white: because only the blood of a nightingale can colorize a pink heart.
And rose screamed to the nightingale squeeze more against thorns
Squeeze more, nightingale- he said-, or it will arrive the day before the rose is completed
Then the Nightingale squeezed even more against the thorns and spines touched his heart and he felt inside a cruel pain torment
The more was his pain the more impetuous came singing, because singing love sublimed by death, love did not finish in the Tomb
And the wonderful pink blushed as Bengal rose . Purple was the color of petals and purple as a Ruby was his heart.
But the Nightingale voice was fading. Its short wings began to beat and a cloud stretched over their eyes.
His singing was weakening more and more. He felt that something was drowned in his throat.
Then the song had a last Flash. The white moon heard him and forgetting the Aurora was stopped in the sky.
The Red Rose heard him; trembled throughout her branches and opened its petals to the cold air of dawn.
Echo led him towards his purple cavern of the hills, waking dreams asleep herds.
The song floated between the River reeds that led his message to the sea
Watch, watch - cried rose-rose is finished already
But the Nightingale did not respond; lying dead on high weeds with traded heart of thorns.
Morning came and the young man opened his window and looked out.
What strange luck! -exclaimed. Here a red rose! I have not seen such rose in all my life. It is so beautiful I am sure must have a very convoluted name in Latin.
And leaning on the window he took .
He immediately put his hat and ran to the teacher's House carrying in his hand a rose.
The daughter of his Professor was sitting at the door. Wearing a dress blue silk on a spool with a dog thrown at his feet.
You said you would dance with me if give you a red rose - brought you a red rose said the young man Here's the rose more red in the world. Tonight you going to wear it in your heart and when dance together, I will tell how much I love you.
But the young girl scratched her eyebrows.
I fear that this rose not harmonize well with my dress - she responded-. In addition, my father friend nephew sent me several gems of truth and know jewelry cost more than the flowers.
Oh, what ungrateful you are! -said the young man full of cholera
And he threw the rose into a Creek
What nonsense is love! -said the young man returning home-. It is not half as useful as the logic, because you cannot prove anything; We always talk about things that will not happen and makes people believe things that are not true. "Actually, it is not practical, and as in our age everything is to be practical, I will return the philosophy and the study of metaphysics." -
i liked it too but it didnt post it all
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oh late post above thought u didnt post the other part but WOW i love the story
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here is the story death
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i was to lazy to read it XD
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LOL DEATH!!
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Wow, I found it very beautiful. The disrcriptions were breathtaking. I love it! I feel like I can relate to it in some sort of way, although I don't really know how.
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@ Music we all are relate it some how..thanks
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Imperator NewbieBeautiful story.,. You always manage to take my breath away. Wow
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