The wind stretching through her slopes Sounds like creating uncertain songs In precise and vivid echo of mountains I smell the vanilla perfume over the leaves Such beauty flower made my perfumes As sap it takes to nourish trees roots Such a beauty delighted over the hills Even skies had no excessive dark tints With soft clouds that slides in silence Drawing her beautiful gorgeous face She is more than attractive for my sonnets Such a lingering mirror of her race To make you travel along with mysteries Counting hours, minutes, and seconds With her every small moment!, counts In a powdery light of her golden ages I feel her emotions between the worlds Captivating me in circles of sunset and sunrise Sparkling sunlight on her face such silk on peaks Makes you diving on it's divine furrows To renew your thoughts and inner souls From pole to pole to vanished existence You will sweep away between your ashes In a world more sublime than your wishes Under her beauty's wind that keeps chases And the singing winds upon my ears Her eyelashes such peacock feathers With soft look more dangerous than the killers And unique smiles that flirting the eyes An angel reflects the beauty on all degrees My heart swells cracks in slight noises Among the winged gods in swarms Her lovely air so rare in phenomenal forms Makes them dance and shot their arrows One by one she downed the crowds Hail hail !, and stay on your knees May the radiance of your face shines For the beauty queen's extreme sweetness She reinventing love in magical romance Her warmer hugs will really suffice She offers her love with glorious desires