Bonne Fête 14 à Mlle. Daisy Emerald Marguerite!
My most exquisite beloved flower, I am looking out the big window to the northeast where you live in the cold north land, I watch the world turn to ice, I reach for the falling snowflakes and tell them to rush off on the wind and find your tiny cottage along the lake and brush against your windows and whisper my message of passionate amore and keep you warm on these cold winter nights.
I sing for you my own song, which I composed just last year on the 13th anniversary of your birth…
Oh, ma dame la plus belle,
dal mio caro I desire for you to have
un buon compleanno,
yes, joyeaux anniversaire
to my precious gemstone
my emerald-eyed goddess,
my ebony-furred French Canadian sweetheart,
I celebrate the day of your birth,
as if it were my own!
A most heartfelt “happy birthday” to my everlasting love Mademoiselle Daisy Emerald Marguerite. Yes, my ever sweet and precious amour was born on this very day, the first day of the year, and I have been practicing my aria for days! What would my life be like if she had not sworn her love to me through the magic message machine and our visions in the stars!
Look how beautiful she is, my mature lady love? Yes, she has lived 14 years and all this wisdom she gives to me. I am but an inexperienced young cat and had no idea how small my world was when ma belle mademoiselle opened my eyes and my heart and told me about a whole new world I never would have known otherwise, and oh, I must sing again!
O! dolci baci, o languide carezze,
mentr’io fremente le belle forme disciogliea dai veli!
Svanì per sempre il sogno mio d’amore.
L’ora è fuggita, e muoio disperato!
E muoio disperato!
E non ho amato mai tanto la vita,
tanto la vita!
(Translation, from Puccini’s Tosca:
With sweetest kisses, tenderest caresses,
A thing of beauty, of matchless symmetry in form and feature!
My dream of love is now disspelled forever.
I lived uncaring and now I die despairing!
Alas I die despairing!
And never was life so dear to me, no never,
So dear, no never!)
Yes, ma chére, I sit by the big north window where I can see the whole sky and face the northwest where you live by the great river in the town named for the lovers Romeo and Juliet in the great country of Canada and dream of singing right to you.
With all my heart and soul and all that I am wishing you many more years of health and love,
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…Giuseppe is singing to his French Canadian belle femme, Mlle. Daisy Emerald Marguerite, whose birthday is indeed today. Giuseppe is, of course, a castrato and sings his arias and compositions in a melodic countertenor instead of the usual rich tenor, but he can improvise in operatic Italian, adding lyrics about her emerald eyes and ebony fur.
There has again been much sighing as the darkness is falling and he gazes once again out the window to the northwest toward the small hamlet of Verona in Ontario where Mlle. Daisy Emerald Marguerite lives in a cottage with her fur brother Theo and her human Mama and Papa.
A very happy birthday to Mlle. Daisy, adopted from a shelter all those years ago, this greeting from not just Giuseppe but our entire household of black cats! We may also mention that Mlle. was diagnosed with diabetes several years ago and has been managing her condition along with her human’s assistance in great health all that time. We all wish Mlle. many years of continued health!
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