The sound of the sparrows in the early morning
It is so early that even we don't have the pleasure to feel the warm of the sun rays. Anyway, we can hear the random sound of the sparrows - or I have no idea which other kind of birds - fluttering outside of the house. Some of these voices sound very close, so as if we could separate each syllable they say - if we could understand what they say - as we do when we have a conversation through the telephone line. Some others sound like a mess, a mash mass gently distorted by a reverberation, as if they were a whole gigantic being moaning inside of a Cathedral.
After the nightmare I had, all those mixed sounds are creating a relaxing and anguishing ambient, both at once.