[sarah]

I wrote some lines here, my dear friends, about Danielle and her very true Beauty
But I owe you an apology as my native language is not English but French
And French is jealous to share with English the sounds of Love and its sweet melody.

Forgive my poor words, I will try again, I will do my best!

If Love is the language that every heart speaks,
If by Love all languages sound like sweet caresses:
Herrlich kommt die dunkle Nacht, die den Mund mir gibt,
Der mich bis zum hellen Tag, unter Küssen liebt.

I am really the only culprit of this graceless and awkward speech.
So, as you say:-“Excuse my French!” Please! Excuse my English.