I can listen to it forever 🎶

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So beautiful nature and sweet beautiful katsiaryna Lady 😘💋😻♥️🌹💐🥰great video thank you katsiaryna happy sunday sweet katsiaryna Lady ♥️🌹💐🙏👍

hansdeelstra
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What a beuty, the environment, the singing birds and lovely lady working in her garden!!!❤❤❤

umarsaleh
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Very enjoyable sound 👏 have a great week ✌️:) Jesse

XHollisWood
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It sounds like a nightingale.... Amazing sounds it can produce...

robertglas
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I signed up here this makes me either cry or almost cry look at what we have lost However we can take walks in National parks and reserves County parks and city parks at least for a while and be reminded of the natural way The Tao is the natural way the very simple statements that are Tao Your way that is weighed isn't your real way etc If you measure life or make lines you won't live long as yourself Make as few lines/measurements as you may and live longer in peace Tao Las for us city dwellers Scatter and you gather this also means yourself when you allow your mind to scatter you are there Tao says your truly worst enemy is you

PeachesCourage
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Spring's around us. And nice to hear birds singing. Peaceful!!

timespacehercules
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Lovely birdsong. So loud as well. All the best 🇬🇧.

jpeel
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Excelente. Adorei. Obrigado, minha linda.👏👏

zero_zion
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Your garden is very beautiful, the birds are singing for you.😊

danpatch
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Hard to believe that there are people who prefer to live in the city, and never hear the sounds of nature. It can't be good for their souls.

Avianthro
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It's pice pull land I love 😘 it 🎉🎉🎉🎉

Zakirkhan-yutf
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It sounds like you're working in my garden .

gullsumter
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...a little birdie told you huh. I believe you 😊

globalproductvendors
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Nice, what is the bird that catches your attention?

mattlaker
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Звук птиц прекрасен, ты живешь на небесах

yearsago
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Except at night. Only thing I might want to hear at night would be the rustling of the wind through the leaves and a woman whispering sweet nothings in my ear

lestatangel