Opera - Apennines Hills

The hills are full of life.  The beauty of fresh fertile ground.  What are these hills if not of life and lushness.  It is a forest that is short and not barren.  The land around is smooth with no growth.  No spots of forest.  The forest is in the center.  Perfect strip on the land and perfect when full.  If it were barren it would still be beautiful for life grows under the ground and rises to the top.  Vittoria, I name these hills after you my love.  Do not be mad for I see beauty in you and them.
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