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It’s sunset time on the shore of the lake and the last birds of the day fly over the still water.
A few meters away, a white horse shines and takes a deep breath in the darkness.
It’s getting dark. The crescent moon rises and illuminates the ground, the water and the plants with a silvery and mysterious light.
The inhabitants of the night begin to be heard: toads, crickets, owls, bats, urutaus and bacuraus. Some capybaras dive into the water.
Recorded by Verónica Cerrotta in Rio de Janeiro, Brazil
By earth.fm5
2323 ratings
It’s sunset time on the shore of the lake and the last birds of the day fly over the still water.
A few meters away, a white horse shines and takes a deep breath in the darkness.
It’s getting dark. The crescent moon rises and illuminates the ground, the water and the plants with a silvery and mysterious light.
The inhabitants of the night begin to be heard: toads, crickets, owls, bats, urutaus and bacuraus. Some capybaras dive into the water.
Recorded by Verónica Cerrotta in Rio de Janeiro, Brazil

91,097 Listeners

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