Tamil Marriage Kavithai Wekipita

And if, in the singing of the birds were hiding the ancient art of storytelling?

If you would tell in their notes, in prodigious feats and facts, the events that affect them?

A memory in music of the past and present, comprehensible only to them, a word that goes beyond the boundary of species, although within the same, flows into the gossip.

Have you ever heard about , rainy days, the shelter of the leaves of a tree regard it as a refuge 'safe'?

Or maybe the sound signal for 'Lunch with a view'?

It is no coincidence that, even in absence of settled, others reach places of refuge and supply, previously unknown.

Then why not seriously consider the 'oral memory'?

Ornithologists, serious ones, to get me mad ...

(or maybe not, who knows!;))))