I, contemporary of the end of the world
I don't see the glow, nor the darkness that follows
Neither the crash, nor the whining
But the truth for billions of years have been flashing.
Concerto nð 4 in C minor
For strings by Baldassarre Galuppi
(Te, small, very minute bunch of wild flowers)
The seventh phrase of Ornithology
The last one, before the cadence and from the da capo
Off, the well-known bird leap, on Charlie's last note
Causal thought, categorical imperative
Firm distinction between man and animal
Adiabatic theorem
The madrigals of Gesualdo, prince of Venosa
Musician who killed the bride
What does it matter? Strikes her note
Sweet as Rose