The frogs and cicalas had nearly finished their nightly music.
The cicalas helped the heat; and the yelling jackals the cicalas.
He remained leaning against the wall, staring at the dark water of the harbour; the shrilling of cicalas filled his ears.
Cicalas chirped in the bushes, and the fragrance of the southern night came drowsily along the wind.
From the trees, where the cicalas chirped, to the quiet stars there was nothing but signs and gestures, weeping and sighing.
Needless to say that the cicalas around us keep up their perpetual sonorous chirping.
In the vast flood of midday sunshine, to the quivering noise of the cicalas, I mount up to Diou-djen-dji.
Others sing in sharp high voices hopping about continually, like cicalas in delirium.
Not a sound was heard save the light fall of my pony's feet on the soft new road, and the shrill cry of the cicalas.
Even the voice of the cicalas, who had chirped in the trees during the heat of the day, was stilled.