Takes me back to when I was 6. My room was next to a pond and on a light rainy night they would sing with joy. The sound of rain on the roof and the frogs. But their chant was an ascending long one (which I liked most), and others, the classic ribit. This was at the end of the street called: Elias Alves Bibiano in the town of Sao Torquato, city of Vila Velha, state of Espirito Santo in Brazil. Google earth it! today the pond is buried where they finished the street.
Takes me back to when I was 6. My room was next to a pond and on a light rainy night they would sing with joy. The sound of rain on the roof and the frogs. But their chant was an ascending long one (which I liked most), and others, the classic ribit. This was at the end of the street called: Elias Alves Bibiano in the town of Sao Torquato, city of Vila Velha, state of Espirito Santo in Brazil. Google earth it! today the pond is buried where they finished the street.
1200com 1 year ago
Taiwan
djsvchost 1 year ago
croc croc croc croc croc dats wat it sounds like
FrancisMajorMonogram 2 years ago
Ribit!!!
crystal0angel 2 years ago